written for percy jackson ship weeks 2013 | week two
charles/silena
home
can i just go home?
(but he's dead.)
can't i just... well...
leave?
(then what, hon?)
i K.I.L.L.E.D
him
(you're a traitor, hon.)
he BeLiEvEd
I
N
me.
called me beautiful... brave...
kind... smart
(but you aren't, hon.)
coward.
is that what i am?
(yes, it is.)
he said...
i have a heart MaDe of gold
(but it's just paint, right?)
i just
WANT
to =go=
h
o
m
e
(well on you're way, aren't you, hon?)
charlie...
(you killed him)
[charlie]
(you don't deserve elysium, hon.)
see...
(say you're sorry)
charlie.
(go home, hon)
My first attempt at some freestyle... Yeah, it sucks, sort of.
Flame all you want. I won't care.
Achieving Elysium (oh, the irony of my pen name)