A/N So I was going through all my old documents, and I came across this, unfinished, and extremely past it's deadline. But I'm going to post it, cause I think it turned out okay (ish). I'm not really sure where the prompt came from, or when it was supposed to be up, but here it is anyway. Hope you enjoy, and please, please, please give me some feedback! I've never really posted anything like this, and I'm hoping to do more, sometime in the future! :)
Prompt: dream
Additional: written words, ink on paper, morning light
Pairings: Parvati/Teddy
The long letter swam in his vision, peppered with freshly released tears of sorrow. The written words twisted themselves into a long line, snaking off the page and around his throat. The ink on paper was bleeding emotion, and he was choking. Her words, meant to release, were killing him slowly, cutting off all air he had left.
She was leaving, leaving him all alone, with nobody to understand him. She was doing this 'for his own good'. So he wasn't shunned. So he wasn't exiled by his own family. But she didn't understand. She didn't understand what it was like to feel like this, to finally feel like he belonged – like he could finally have a real family. His family.
But in the end, she couldn't. It didn't have anything to do with him, his family, or his own good. She was doing it because she couldn't. She couldn't accept it.
So when the morning light shined through, he realized it was a dream. That's all it was. A wet dream of a young boy, the dream that he would finally have something to call his own. He picked up, moved on, and faced the world head on, knowing that he would never feel whole. And he did what she couldn't.
He accepted his broken dream.
