Just An Ordinary Madman
Little Miss Delliham
SPOILERS for Human Nature & The Family of Blood
AN: i havent the fainest what i was thinking or even if this follows one singular idea, just tell me what u think if you can make any sence from it! LOL
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Was it fair? To sacrifice one for another? Or for many others?
Did he or, could he?
Was he the kind of man that was selfish or the kind that gave freely?
Would he do it if it cost him his future & ultimately his life?
Could he be the judge of that? The one who was so eager to hide he forgot to run?
Who had listed so many things, though about every single aspect.
And obviously over looked some of the most important things.
The other man. Made to forget, or perhaps he was born with nothing but distant fantasies engraved into his only heart.
Yes, he had realized there would be sacrifices, but, at the time, it was a cost worth paying.
This new life, this innocent man, he would get a taste of earth, blissfully aware that his clock was ticking.
And he wouldnt care, or even stop to think about it. He would just go on living.
Yes, it would be nice.
He would work, he would love and he would eventually dream about making her his wife, having a kid or two or three. White wedding in the meadow sort of thing.
He would hope those strange thoughts he put in his journal could be forgotten.
No more blue box, no more monsters, no more needing, just his job and his lover and his life.
He could be a good man, a simple man.
Maybe he would start a farm. Grow some vegetables, herd some sheep, learn to read the land.
Maybe over time the stories would fade, the dreams will disappeared. He could be normal.
Maybe, just maybe, everything would fall into a routine, become dull & boring.
Maybe he would like that.
But maybe he wouldn't.
Maybe something would catch his eye. Maybe he would stop and think something just wasn't right.
May be it was somehow wrong.
Maybe he could sense that.
But most likely he would just shake his head and move one.
Back to the school and the boys and his strange maid.
And things would stay the same, keep going through its regular paces.
And he would be none the wiser.
But then again, maybe he wouldn't.
Maybe something would happen and he might just remember something that he never did, might know something he never learnt.
Might, just might, wished that he had chosen different.
That he could see the stars & all those other things that could not have been real.
And then he would see the big mistakes, the sorrow & the destruction.
He could understand why things were happening
But it wouldnt stop him from questioning anyway.
He would weep and moan and jump to crazy solutions, long after he new the one and only path to take.
And then it would all fade, he would be pushed out of the way for the man of the hour.
He would know what to do. He would save the day.
And his lover. She would ask and his face would smile, but he would not be there,
She would nod and somehow understand.
Maybe she wouldn't give up, maybe she would.
He couldn't know.
He would never find out.
Yes, a decision had to be made, and it had to be carried out.
The world could be cruel, but time could be crueler.
And maybe, just maybe, they could both be selfless.
And that would make a difference.
Then again, it could of just been a waste of time.
But maybe he could have just one more maybe.
Can you change back?
Yes
Will you?