"I own nothing except the clothes on my back, and even those can be taken from me."
- Kibou-Greenbird -
- Devil's Drabblings -
'Cause even the Devil himself needs some lighthearted fun.
The Second-to-Last Drabble
Title: Monster
Rating/Genre: T/Angst
Summary: She was a monster. Monsters had no need for love.
Pairing: None
(Drabble: Start)
Most people weren't too fond of snakes.
It wasn't surprising, really, once you've realized something:
Who offered Eve the Apple?
Who stole immortality from Gilgamesh?
Why was it driven away from Ireland?
Yes, it really did suck to be a snake.
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Now, it was one thing to be a snake.
It was another thing to be a monster.
Whereas snakes were feared, but respected, monsters were hated.
A monster was considered to be any number of things- savage, murderous, terrifying, strange…
Not to mention ugly.
At least, to the eyes that saw them.
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In her own eyes, the snake was a monster.
Every time she sees her reflection, she sees a monster staring back.
A monster with scathing, serpentine eyes.
A monster with scars on its skin and blood on its hands.
I am a monster, she thinks sullenly. I have no need for love.
She glanced downward, then upward again, looking at her eyes in the mirror.
The slit pupils of a serpent-monster glowered back.
It took everything she had not to break the mirror.
(Drabble: End)
…
…Okay, so I'm a little late. It's better than a few weeks/months, right? Right?
So, anyhow…
Yeah, this one's a little depressing, and the next drabble is last, but this isn't gonna end on a sour note, as they say. The last one will be humor, I assure you.
See ya.
-Kibou