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Oneshot: The Tower
Title: The Tower
Characters: Bethany Hawke/ Anders
Rating: T
Word Count: Over 100 (I was too lazy to figure it out...)
Summary: Before being taken away to The Circle, Bethany confides in Anders during her sisters absence.
It’s a one shot. I didn’t even finish it, I lost track of what I was writing, so it's short. Oh well.....
My fears began to unfold before my very eyes. Everything I had tried to hide from was right in front of my face now. It didn’t seem possible. After running for so many years, I couldn’t comprehend the thoughts that swarmed inside my head. They’re taking me.
For the first couple hours after the Templar’s burst through our front door, I thought to blame my sister for this.
“Stay behind with Mother while I go to the Deep Roads.” She had said flatly. As much as I had begged her, she remained at her decision to keep me where I was. By the time I was discovered, she had been gone for weeks. Even she couldn’t protect me now, as much as she wants to. She carries the act so convincingly. The fact is sometimes she believes it.
Anders sat across from me. The Clinic was lit by a single candle that made his face barely visible. Tomorrow, they would come for me once again. This time to drag me off for good.
“I just can’t believe this...” Anders mumbled.
“I won’t be able to run.” I told him, knowing that was his next suggestion. “They already threatened to kill Mother, and my sister when she returns.” I looked down at his hands that were folded in the candlelight. His head was now bent, to hide the sorrow clearly written across his face. The poor man just couldn’t stand to watch me fall into the grasps of The Circle. Yet I didn’t need his crazy ideas to falter my chances of staying safe amongst the Gallows.
“I was scared too, when they first took me.”
I nearly jumped at the sound of his voice. It was different now, shaking with uncertainty that brought tears to my eyes.
“Well, I-I’m not.” With a quick hand I wiped away my tears. “No big deal really...Even though I knew this was coming, I just...I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow. It just doesn’t feel right...” I paused to sob quickly. “It’s like I’m the danger and the power. Both the friend and the foe...”
“Like you did something wrong, even though you didn’t?” Anders questioned, his voice cold. “Hmpfh! Well, that's what all us other Mages wonder when the Templars drag us off to our death!” His lips twisted into a grimace. Anger raged deep within is eyes, like Justice was unhappy too. He had a right to be upset...
~
ONESHOTTTTT <3 During my second play through of DAII (Well, more like my playthrough now.) I didn’t bring Bethany into the deep roads with me. As a result, she was sent to the Circle of Magi. This is a one shot based off the night before the Templar's will take her away. She confides her fears in Anders, who is always an emo soggysport about that kind of thing. But it’s nice to have someone to talk too, right?
This was inspired by Vienna Tang’s song “The Tower.” I incorporated it into this lovely little scribble of writing. Hope you like it, my lovies.
Characters: Bethany Hawke/ Anders
Rating: T
Word Count: Over 100 (I was too lazy to figure it out...)
Summary: Before being taken away to The Circle, Bethany confides in Anders during her sisters absence.
It’s a one shot. I didn’t even finish it, I lost track of what I was writing, so it's short. Oh well.....
My fears began to unfold before my very eyes. Everything I had tried to hide from was right in front of my face now. It didn’t seem possible. After running for so many years, I couldn’t comprehend the thoughts that swarmed inside my head. They’re taking me.
For the first couple hours after the Templar’s burst through our front door, I thought to blame my sister for this.
“Stay behind with Mother while I go to the Deep Roads.” She had said flatly. As much as I had begged her, she remained at her decision to keep me where I was. By the time I was discovered, she had been gone for weeks. Even she couldn’t protect me now, as much as she wants to. She carries the act so convincingly. The fact is sometimes she believes it.
Anders sat across from me. The Clinic was lit by a single candle that made his face barely visible. Tomorrow, they would come for me once again. This time to drag me off for good.
“I just can’t believe this...” Anders mumbled.
“I won’t be able to run.” I told him, knowing that was his next suggestion. “They already threatened to kill Mother, and my sister when she returns.” I looked down at his hands that were folded in the candlelight. His head was now bent, to hide the sorrow clearly written across his face. The poor man just couldn’t stand to watch me fall into the grasps of The Circle. Yet I didn’t need his crazy ideas to falter my chances of staying safe amongst the Gallows.
“I was scared too, when they first took me.”
I nearly jumped at the sound of his voice. It was different now, shaking with uncertainty that brought tears to my eyes.
“Well, I-I’m not.” With a quick hand I wiped away my tears. “No big deal really...Even though I knew this was coming, I just...I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow. It just doesn’t feel right...” I paused to sob quickly. “It’s like I’m the danger and the power. Both the friend and the foe...”
“Like you did something wrong, even though you didn’t?” Anders questioned, his voice cold. “Hmpfh! Well, that's what all us other Mages wonder when the Templars drag us off to our death!” His lips twisted into a grimace. Anger raged deep within is eyes, like Justice was unhappy too. He had a right to be upset...
~
ONESHOTTTTT <3 During my second play through of DAII (Well, more like my playthrough now.) I didn’t bring Bethany into the deep roads with me. As a result, she was sent to the Circle of Magi. This is a one shot based off the night before the Templar's will take her away. She confides her fears in Anders, who is always an emo soggysport about that kind of thing. But it’s nice to have someone to talk too, right?
This was inspired by Vienna Tang’s song “The Tower.” I incorporated it into this lovely little scribble of writing. Hope you like it, my lovies.
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