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section7mfu2014-10-29 09:38 am
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Life - 7 Days of Hallowe'en - 29th October (Double Drabble)
Looking down at his own lifeless body, Illya pondered the question he’d just been asked by the shadowy figure beside him. He could see Napoleon kneeling, and openly weeping at his loss.
“Why?” he asked the figure. “I don’t even believe in an afterlife, let alone one which offers return fares.”
“Sometimes mistakes are made, and a soul is brought across before their due time. They are nearly always sent back.” the figure explained, with a booming voice which sounded like it belonged in a horror movie. “We make you this offer because your life has been one of pain, both physical and emotional. You may not wish to go back.”
“Of course I wish to go back,” Illya asserted, forcibly. “Yes, I have pain in my life, but I also have happiness, friendship and joy!”
“Very well.”
. . . . . . . . . .
“Napoleon?”
Solo’s tear-filled brown eyes looked into the clear blue ones of his partner; his very definitely dead partner, who had just fallen several feet from a balcony.
“Don’t worry, Illya. I’ll get help.
Illya wasn’t worried. He didn’t know how he knew, but he was certain it was yet his time.
“Why?” he asked the figure. “I don’t even believe in an afterlife, let alone one which offers return fares.”
“Sometimes mistakes are made, and a soul is brought across before their due time. They are nearly always sent back.” the figure explained, with a booming voice which sounded like it belonged in a horror movie. “We make you this offer because your life has been one of pain, both physical and emotional. You may not wish to go back.”
“Of course I wish to go back,” Illya asserted, forcibly. “Yes, I have pain in my life, but I also have happiness, friendship and joy!”
“Very well.”
. . . . . . . . . .
“Napoleon?”
Solo’s tear-filled brown eyes looked into the clear blue ones of his partner; his very definitely dead partner, who had just fallen several feet from a balcony.
“Don’t worry, Illya. I’ll get help.
Illya wasn’t worried. He didn’t know how he knew, but he was certain it was yet his time.
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Also, I very much liked that about the return fares.
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And a nice little bit of friendship squee to end the piece. :) Perfect. Although it would be intriguing if Illya remembered the out-of-body experience, instead of apparently forgetting it upon re-entry.
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I think if Illya were to remember, he would stop being Illya (if you know what I mean). I enjoy exploring the whole afterlife thing because, like Illya, I don't believe in it either.
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I wrote a story a while back where he visits a church and he struggles to understand his world.
http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/699282.html
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Thanks for the link! That was a very enjoyable read too.