A/N: Just a small note. This was a monologue I had to do for drama 30. I based it off of River, and is done as most monologues are in first person. I had to change the names back from the ones I used back to the originals. I have a few monologues that I will be putting up because they're so easy for me to write. This will be my second on this site.
Also Firefly and Serenity do not belong to me, and neither does River's nickname, or metal state (and the reason behind it). So any writes that don't be long to me belong to "What just happened?" by silk1. I liked it so much I had to borrow from it.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
That's all I hear… the ticking is driving me up the wall. Stop it! Stop it! I can't concentrate… my mind is full of gloom and fog. I can't see ...feels like I'm drowning it the fog.
I'm too weak… to weak to fly. Sparrow… that's what he called me… Said I was a sparrow not a swan. Says I'm strong… Contradicts him-self when he calls me crazy. Likes me thought he tries to hide it… See it in his eyes…hear it in his head…
Ignores me, but watches me all the time…thinks I'm not looking, but I am… Simon does too. Waits for me to get sick… To prick me with needles that make things foggy… make the voices go away, but confuse me too… Tells me not to touch Jayne's pretty little flowers that he spends so much time cleaning. Can't touch sharp little pieces of metal either…Captain tells me not to…Simon tells me to listen so I must.
Drip… Drip…Drip…
Water dripping down my face… Soaks my wings so I can't fly. Trapped… Shouting…shouting in my head... So loud... Too loud…! Fog rolling in… cannot see… No! No needles! They make things worse… Please Simon… cannot see… Little sparrow… too tired to fly…
He calls for his little sparrow… tells me I must fly…but I can't…too tired… He calls again this time cursing. I search for his mind within my own. His simple-ness like a beacon… the voices quiet, but the fog remains… Does not matter now. Found my beacon… I move towards it…
Light…light so bright…chases the shadows away… Makes it quiet…quiet enough to sleep…so tired… The light makes the darkness go away...makes it safe to sleep… So warm and safe…
Simon and the Captain doesn't like it, but he is my haven… Am safe with him. Makes me feels whole again… Not broken, but whole…treats me like an adult not a child. Even thought he calls 'Crazy'.
Sleepy… So sleepy… Little sparrow will fly tomorrow, Jayne…
A/N: I hope you liked my little monologue and will read more of my stuff when I post it. –waves- Laters!
-Brandy Lebeau-