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Day 19 - Stars Rain Sun Moon

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Jan. 22nd, 2006 | 05:03 pm
posted by: safebox in blanketforts

Good Will Prevail
By safebox
PG, 350+ words
Note: I took a leaf out of rufus's book and looked up the whole poem. Prompt used a little laterally, but this piece did come from reading it, which is the point.

/Day 01/Day 02/Day 03/Day 04/Day 05/Day 06/Day 07/
/Day 08/Day 09/Day 10/Day 11/Day 12/Day 13/Day 14/
/Day 15/Day 16/Day 17/Day 18/

(sleep wake hope and then) they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember. . .

Remus sits by the bank of the river, achieving that wondrous calm that comes from not moving, not speaking, just being still. He glances at the book in his hands and re-examines the words. Never being a big e.e. cummings fan (all of that lower case just seemed a little absurd), this particular poem has drawn him in, despite his best intentions.

The words seem to attach themselves to him today, sparking against each other and occupying different portions of him.

sun moon stars rain sounds out again, and he gently brings the pages to meet each other, feeling like a part of some greater story.

In a way, he supposes he is. A soldier, fighting a noble fight. Yes, he probably is in a story.

‘You’re deep-thinking, aren’t you?’ Sirius appears from behind the tree.

‘Well, I was, anyway.’

Sirius flops down companionably and his hand subtly links into Remus’.

‘It’s going to be alright, you know.’

‘You say that like you know.’

‘Moony, I know everything. And I just… I just know that it’s going to be ok. We’re going to win.’

‘Well, with such dashing heroes as yourself, I don’t doubt it.’

‘You’re pretty dashing yourself. Fighting evil suits you, I have to admit.’

‘That’s one of the more ridiculous things you’ve ever said.’

‘Really? I thought it was just conversational.’

Remus lets out a breath. ‘You really think everything’s going to work out?’

‘Of course. We’re the good guys, we have to make it.’ Sirius shakes his head slightly. ‘Remus, look at me. None of us are going to die; we’re going to make it. I’m not going anywhere and neither are you, or James, or Peter, or Lily. We’re too good for that.’

For a kiss and a heartbeat, Remus believed him.

children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

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from: glass_icarus
date: Jan. 23rd, 2006 12:05 am (UTC)

oh, oh, oh. *is dead of last line* &hearts

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halfway out of the dark

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from: venilia
date: Jan. 31st, 2006 04:46 am (UTC)


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