Drabble: Return To Darkness
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tygatiThis? This is... probably AU, but I haven't entirely decided yet. I just had to write it and get it out of my system. Now with any luck he'll shut up and let me write what I'm supposed to be working on. :P
Shai dunked the shirt again, rubbing it against the washboard a few times before holding it up to inspect it. Not too bad, really, just a few stubborn spots that hadn't come out with the last washing either. He could live with those; it was just his shirt. If it had been Miss Charity's, that would have been another matter, but a few spots wouldn't do him any harm.
Next were his grey trousers, which were spot free but there was a thin area that would probably need patching soon. He fingered it idly, calculating how much material he was going to need, when suddenly the whole world shifted.
What was that?
Shai stood, the washing falling forgotten at his feet. There was very little that could cause a ripple in reality like that. All of the possibilities involved a part of his life that he'd set aside long ago. He should just leave it be...
"Demon!"
Looking up, Shai noticed old Mrs. Monagan staring at him with wide eyes. Why was she... oh.
It had been so long since he'd stood in his True Form that he hadn't even noticed he'd adopted it upon sensing the power ripple. Gone was Shai the mortal man, and in his place stood Shaial, Lord of Darkness.
He gathered his power to him, freeing it from the depths in which it had been hidden for so many centuries. It felt good. Right. Him.
The darkness came at his call, wrapping about him like an old friend. He fashioned it into wings, choosing to make his exit in dramatic fashion rather than simply relocate. After all, it was the first emergence of the demon Shaial into this era, so should it not be memorable?
Especially as it was likely to be his last moment in this role for another millennia. Shaial was not needed here. He had made certain of that long ago. But perhaps he would see if the world was once more amenable to Yetual.
Perhaps it was time for the Night Wind to fly again.
Shai dunked the shirt again, rubbing it against the washboard a few times before holding it up to inspect it. Not too bad, really, just a few stubborn spots that hadn't come out with the last washing either. He could live with those; it was just his shirt. If it had been Miss Charity's, that would have been another matter, but a few spots wouldn't do him any harm.
Next were his grey trousers, which were spot free but there was a thin area that would probably need patching soon. He fingered it idly, calculating how much material he was going to need, when suddenly the whole world shifted.
What was that?
Shai stood, the washing falling forgotten at his feet. There was very little that could cause a ripple in reality like that. All of the possibilities involved a part of his life that he'd set aside long ago. He should just leave it be...
"Demon!"
Looking up, Shai noticed old Mrs. Monagan staring at him with wide eyes. Why was she... oh.
It had been so long since he'd stood in his True Form that he hadn't even noticed he'd adopted it upon sensing the power ripple. Gone was Shai the mortal man, and in his place stood Shaial, Lord of Darkness.
He gathered his power to him, freeing it from the depths in which it had been hidden for so many centuries. It felt good. Right. Him.
The darkness came at his call, wrapping about him like an old friend. He fashioned it into wings, choosing to make his exit in dramatic fashion rather than simply relocate. After all, it was the first emergence of the demon Shaial into this era, so should it not be memorable?
Especially as it was likely to be his last moment in this role for another millennia. Shaial was not needed here. He had made certain of that long ago. But perhaps he would see if the world was once more amenable to Yetual.
Perhaps it was time for the Night Wind to fly again.
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Date: 2009-03-26 06:09 am (UTC)