A Malik-drabble.
One was trying to articulate what Malik could have gone through after the death-murder of his father... it is difficult. Drabblefic, perhaps, is not the best medium for it. But this is how it is at the present time. Going back to it and re-writing as a chapter-fic is looking... promising. So many I want to do!
One was trying to articulate what Malik could have gone through after the death-murder of his father... it is difficult. Drabblefic, perhaps, is not the best medium for it. But this is how it is at the present time. Going back to it and re-writing as a chapter-fic is looking... promising. So many I want to do!
Oasis
By Tyger.
He had run away from home.
His father was dead, and the blood was on his hands. And his face, clothes, and hair.
He didn't now how it had got there, but Rishid was nearly dead, and Isis was terrified of him, jumping at shadows...
And there was a dark presence in his mind, whispering.
So he ran away.
He ran haphazardly through the desert, trying to leave it all behind, even though he couldn't.
He ran until he found the oasis. It was the most water he'd ever seen. He loved it.
Rishid found him there three days later.