Dust and Dreams

by Hand of Vengeance

Between the two of them, poets Horace and Housman declared human existence dust and dreams. Through short stories I characterise the dust and dreams of two souls: the endeavors and realisations, the aspirations and losses of Edogawa Conan and Haibara Ai.

4. 04 bound

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.04 – bound

He did it because he was bound by his word. I will protect you, he'd promised, and he didn't take commitments lightly, nor did he make them without intending to fully devote his efforts to ensuring that what was promised was delivered. He was very sorry he had to fulfil his promise in this way, but his priority was that she remained safe. He had to ask her to sit this one out. He was going in with a highly specialized team of officers chosen by the National Police Agency as well as agents from MI6 and CIA, and there was no need to endanger her life. He was really very sorry he had to do this.

Haibara sat bemused as she mulled over the mini-speech he'd made before leaving. After all, what else could she do, locked in a closet in the Kudo house, gagged, and bound?