FIC: Preflight to Cuba
Jun. 15th, 2012 12:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no_more_hidingNo warnings I can think of.
He's done all he can. The Blackbird is fueled and prepared for flight, the flight suits delivered and now he only had to wait; and to face his thoughts. One can only work so long before the work is done and you are again left with yourself. Sunrise was an hour or so away and he was alone at the hanger. He couldn't stand the echoes of sound within the hanger so he gave into his new instincts and climbed to the hanger's roof.
I am such an fool!
The night sky was very clear with no cloud cover and while the evening was a tad chill, his fur kept him warm
I'm a monster.
There's Pleiades and Ursa Major and there's the North Star.
AN ANIMAL!
Where's Draco...there. A sigh escapes him and he sits giving up his charade. Truly one can't hide from one's self. You are always there. Was he an animal, a monster?
Oh God, how could I have said those things to Raven? I'm such an idiot!
Fur and claws yes but he still had thumbs.
Monkeys and apes have thumbs.
He still thought, still reasoned.
I owe her an apology.
The sun rose behind him and he looked to see his shadow grow. It stretched, distorted by the angle of light. He cocked his head to one side studying it, remembering an old metaphor from his philosophy studies.
I've always been a freak, scared to show myself. Hiding rather than facing the world.
Below he heard them enter; Erik and Charles, Alex and Sean, Moria and Raven. Suddenly he wanted, no needed to see Raven. Now more than ever. He stood with one fluid motion, stopping to stare at his shadow again before turning to leave the cave he had made of his life. He was through looking at the shadows.
He's done all he can. The Blackbird is fueled and prepared for flight, the flight suits delivered and now he only had to wait; and to face his thoughts. One can only work so long before the work is done and you are again left with yourself. Sunrise was an hour or so away and he was alone at the hanger. He couldn't stand the echoes of sound within the hanger so he gave into his new instincts and climbed to the hanger's roof.
I am such an fool!
The night sky was very clear with no cloud cover and while the evening was a tad chill, his fur kept him warm
I'm a monster.
There's Pleiades and Ursa Major and there's the North Star.
AN ANIMAL!
Where's Draco...there. A sigh escapes him and he sits giving up his charade. Truly one can't hide from one's self. You are always there. Was he an animal, a monster?
Oh God, how could I have said those things to Raven? I'm such an idiot!
Fur and claws yes but he still had thumbs.
Monkeys and apes have thumbs.
He still thought, still reasoned.
I owe her an apology.
The sun rose behind him and he looked to see his shadow grow. It stretched, distorted by the angle of light. He cocked his head to one side studying it, remembering an old metaphor from his philosophy studies.
I've always been a freak, scared to show myself. Hiding rather than facing the world.
Below he heard them enter; Erik and Charles, Alex and Sean, Moria and Raven. Suddenly he wanted, no needed to see Raven. Now more than ever. He stood with one fluid motion, stopping to stare at his shadow again before turning to leave the cave he had made of his life. He was through looking at the shadows.
