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A long, lazy day...
Jun. 4th, 2009 03:24 amIt was a long, lazy day... that was what Jason would remember, when he let himself.
There wasn't a night, but there was a twilight time when there were fireflies to chase, laughing and playing with the countless other children.
A long, lazy day when nothing was urgent, nothing needed doing, but there were things to do. Talking, playing, just running- or simply being there, happy and content. Not sleeping- he was never tired, no matter how eternal the day was.
There wasn't any reason to be worried, and so Jason wasn't. He never got hungry, no one ever scared him, and there wasn't anything bad at all. That was how he remembered it, when he let himself. That warm, lazy contentment as his mother held him close and she was the same way. Content and happy and safe.
At the end of a hell of a day, filled with this and that and the next thing and being hungry and tired and god, everything hurt... he closed his eyes and tried to grasp that day.
It was always night in Gotham, but Jason remembered heaven, even in an earthly hell.
Fandom: DC comics
Muse: Jason Todd
Word count 197
There wasn't a night, but there was a twilight time when there were fireflies to chase, laughing and playing with the countless other children.
A long, lazy day when nothing was urgent, nothing needed doing, but there were things to do. Talking, playing, just running- or simply being there, happy and content. Not sleeping- he was never tired, no matter how eternal the day was.
There wasn't any reason to be worried, and so Jason wasn't. He never got hungry, no one ever scared him, and there wasn't anything bad at all. That was how he remembered it, when he let himself. That warm, lazy contentment as his mother held him close and she was the same way. Content and happy and safe.
At the end of a hell of a day, filled with this and that and the next thing and being hungry and tired and god, everything hurt... he closed his eyes and tried to grasp that day.
It was always night in Gotham, but Jason remembered heaven, even in an earthly hell.
Fandom: DC comics
Muse: Jason Todd
Word count 197
