Gracelings and Sufferers-Vaporous Drabbles

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Prompt 59: Roses

If only he could offer her some token that could prove he was worthy.

Like the most perfect rose for her, the most perfect living flower.

But his love was too much to be expressed in a single living thing.

And of course, he was not even sure he was worthy enough for Foxflower.

OOC: Issa Stormclaw drabble. He's so smitten, poor kitty.

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Prompt 79: Introduction

I'd met you before. But not like this. Not when you'd summoned me with a feather of flowers.

You spoke of birds, and our names are birds...isn't it funny, though, the two birds who can't fly brought together by a feather? Or are we birds of a feather? Well, we're not together.

But I told you the truth. The truth I have only ever told to one other cat who I know, and don't know. I don't know you that well either, but you're so...bright. And you're from PineClan.

Maybe you can even teach me to fly.

OOC: 'Tis Finchpaw. -flees from Whiskers-

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Prompt 72: Out Cold

At first there was nothing. Then there was the storm. Then the lightning. The entire thing played itself out, clashing and shaking and burning until there was no more ground to hurt.

And then there was a heart below the ground. And it, too, got hurt. It had lain underneath so long, so locked up, that even mild rainfall would have given it wounds to think about. This...this broke it into pieces. It had already broken once, and mended crookedly, so this time the pieces were even smaller, even more scattered across the vast plain of mind.

The scattered pieces burnt deep, deep holes in the mind-plain. So deep that they touched the scars of old holes.

The hazel eyes went blank as the spirit tore, and then she was out cold.

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Prompt 61: Masterpiece

My dear you and I
Why don't we make some wings today?

We have discarded paper scraps
And some old baseball caps
And a bit of happiness for string.

And underneath my workbench here
There's a little bit of darkness and some fear
But what are wings without a little spice?

Oh, I know we should use feathers
But honestly, I'm bored of that
And besides, why shouldn't these fly too?

OOC: In an abstract way, it's Brightnose talking to Finchpaw. It's...hard to explain.

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Prompt 96: Twig

Life's so fragile, you know. Like a tiny twig, out in the open for anyone to step on. Just like minds. I know my mind's fragile. Heck, my mind could be broken. Maybe that's why I'm not like everyone else. Am I a little twig, then? I was named for dusk. But dusk doesn't really exist, you know. The sun is always either above or below the horizon line, so there is no in between. There's just day and night. Like good and evil, or normal and freakish.

And yet...am I the line between those? You see, I want to be good, want to be normal like everyone else. My heart aches for it all the time. I owe it to my family, who are all dead or gone. I want to be a good warrior of StreamClan. But...something holds me back. Is it who I am, or is it just something in me gone wrong?

Or am I the divide, and I'll never know because I share both?

OOC: Duskpaw. .3.

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Prompt 69: Traitor

Destroy the noise, construct the silence
Lie and cheat and roll the dice
Watch your back 'cause no one else will
We're on our own, my friend
It's close to the end.

Careful with that ice
It'll melt on you like nothing else
Even among the pine trees
And watch out for that mist, even though
It's close to the end.

Break your own heart, mend another
Do or don't, and leave your brother
I'll still be here with the lantern, my friend
It's close to the end.

OOC:...Another Brightnose talking to Finchpaw drabble, abstractly.

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Prompt 51: Blizzard

It wasn't just the snow.

It was not only the coldness, the wetness, the absolute feeling of being lost.

It was knowing she deserved it that hurt the most.

OOC: ...Brightnose, who I'm sure you're all getting sick of.

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Prompt 92: Paws

We've always told our own story
You and I alone made our own lives
These paws have walked paths of their own making
Until now.

I sculpted the sky
And when I couldn't, I tried
To make it so we could pretend
We could see the future there
In the air, where it used to hang
Until the Journey made it disappear.

Why can't we sing the way we used to?
With the same melody in our minds
Why can't we spin the world around
Stand upon the revolving ground
Like we did when our paws
Made our own laws.

OOC: Loonstep, to the other three bird cats. Exactly 100 words.

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Prompt 56: Betrayal

Oh mind of mine have you done?
Where did you go and where have you come from?
So treacherous, so sly
Changing on merely words
But then those words were like attacking birds
Who pecked away the lies.

It hurt me, your body, beyond belief
Caused me so much pain.
The burning and the scars have given way
To torrential rain.

So, traitor mind, what have you to say in your defense?
When once thoughts were smooth, whole, and all mine
Now my perception runs on parallel lines.

OOC: Brightnose...talking to her mind. After the most recent conversation with Finchpaw.

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Prompt 16: Romantic

Is this what it's like to fall in love? I don't know. I'm so young and inexperienced...and disloyal. Even if I truly love him, what use is it? He'd never look at me. Who'd ever look at me?

And that's another problem. Suppose another tom falls in love with me? Doubt it'd happen - not with Willowpaw and everyone else around. But life is so crazy.

What if Crowpaw falls in love with someone else? It'd break my heart. But what could I do?

It's not like I'm worthy of him, anyway. A leaf is nothing as to a flower.

OOC: One hundred words exactly, and it's Junco talking about Crow. :3