WHAT THE CAT DRAGGED IN
set during πΈπΈπΈ. π΄ππΎπ³ππ β ο»Ώisaacο»Ώ looks at himself in the mirror.
written for my oc park il-sung in NIGHT WORLD KRP. 2022.
CONTENT WARNINGοΉ rashomon effect, character death (?).
β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β π³π΄π²πππΏππΈπ½πΆ... π΅πΈπ»π΄ π°π²π²π΄πππ΄π³ βββ
for most of his life, βisaacβ had only seen four walls.
the surrounds of the hospital bed he laid on, coated in white paint and clinical scrutiny. built for your protection, his ΠΡΠ΅Ρ (father) would say, whenever he expressed his disdain for unnecessary arrangements. a fortress guarded by the most trusted men and aided with handpicked personnel by his mother, for she never rested a day after ... this.
where, mechanical buzzing replaced the crickets he could hear in their beloved gardens at night. where, machineries substituted for every breath he used to take whenever he ran. where,
now, there was a boy in black standing in the middle of his room.
and this felt more like the world's cruelest joke.
γ what are you looking at ...? γ
golden hair, grey eyes.
as if the heavens decided to befall the earth with an angel. the kind that supposedly saves people.
the chains bound to its wings say otherwise, with various medical apparatus that keep the rotting boy intact; and the raven-head decided that those were more than enough details to start painting a picture. after all, with the cameras loving olivia and her penchant for photographs, there were no family portraits visible in the foyer when he first arrived. hushed whispers within the chernoff estate told of an order forbidding any slow steps, any look longer than half a minute.
look beyond the white door. never come in.
thus, a conclusion was drawn: this is the kind that seems to need saving.
γ hah... you must think i'm pitiful? γ
the young serpent's blank expression did not flinch in midst of the exhausted jeer.
the pale angel revealed its judgement, with the darkest rings under its sunken eyes.
γ mum told me i'm not the one who's dying. you will. park il-sung ... will be no more. γ
beep, beep, beep.
γ that doesn't matter. γ he took a closer look while maintaining his distance away from the bed. the wealthiest but lonesome one he ever saw; then he thought,
... how easy is it, to snap those lifelines away?
γ in the end, this is all for ββ///β/ββ γ