100 drabbles with the Gillam pairing. All of them are posted, both the good and the bad because of a little challenge between Califaction and I. Updates may be slow, and irregular, but this fic is never dead.
I love you Gil(lam)!!!
1 . Meetings
Gil didn't remember meeting anyone during his days of slavery at Nadil's castle.
"Gil? Is that your name?"
Nothing stood out in those endless, consistent hours, days, months, years of imprisonment and torture.
"That's what they were calling you."
Everyone; Shydeman and Shyrendora, Fedelta, each of his common abusers and rapists, all were simply there. He could make no differentiation between any of the events that occurred, because everything seemed to meld endlessly together into a dull and muddled void of nothingness. It was all he could do to register what was transpiring in front of him at this very moment.
A snarl.
"Don't be scared."
Two large hazel eyes took in the state of his thin, scarred body, then met his one eye in a gentle stare.
"I just need you to eat."
Even as a single hand containing a scrap of meat braved closer to his mouth, Gil felt his senses sharpen around the image of the tall redheaded demon.
He had never felt more aware.
(WC: 171)