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starsandsea ([personal profile] starsandsea) wrote2007-02-18 02:13 pm
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Drabble: Rescue

Title: Rescue
Rating: PG
Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Word Count: 175
Disclaimer: I own nothing



I watch as blood wells from a scratch on my hand, red slowing forming into drops that look like priceless gems, before they slowly slip and drop to stain the floor in inexplicable beauty.

The cut was a minor one when compared to the wound that would end my life.

Even now, I could feel my life slowly trickling away with every drop of blood that fell from my body and was absorbed into the ground of my beloved Gotham.

I knew that I would die this day, in an abandoned warehouse, alone, as I had lived my life.

As I said my silent goodbyes to those closest to me, and my grip on life started to fail, there was suddenly a bright light, and a great blur of blue and red.

Even as the blackness finally closed in around me, as he clasped me in his arms and we flew to the safety of the cave, I knew that this was not the day I would die.

This was a day I would live.

[identity profile] cavaleira.livejournal.com 2007-02-19 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
I agree with previous comments about the blood imagery, it's very fitting that Bruce's blood be absorbed into the city he's dedicated his life to.

You're really great at capturing a lot of emotion with just a few words.

[identity profile] starsandsea.livejournal.com 2007-02-19 11:28 am (UTC)(link)
it's very fitting that Bruce's blood be absorbed into the city he's dedicated his life to.

It is isn't it? But, as I said to [livejournal.com profile] jen_in_japan, I now have images of a monster being made from Bruce's blood!

You're really great at capturing a lot of emotion with just a few words.

Thank you. I'm glad you liked it. :)