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Title: In Her Hands, Six Seeds of the Pomegranate
Summary: Cordelia is haunted. Set after my ficlet Persephone Lies Dreaming, the summer before BtVS s3. AU.
Pairing: C/Aus – ish.
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine. They belong to Whedon, Fox, ME.
Notes: I wrote this last summer, I think, and forgot it was on my hard drive. A loose sequel to the other two Persephone ficlets, but not as dark. I used second person voice because it's the way it came out best.

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Before, you shied from shadows, from dark places. You instinctively sought the light, the open spaces. You know, deep in your caveman brain, that it is safest when you can see and feel the sun on your skin.

So it’s a surprise when you open your eyes and realize you’ve been standing on your back lawn in the dead of night, arms wide open as your toes curl in the damp grass. There’s no clock or watch but you know it’s long after midnight, and one terrified glance up to the house tells you all the lights are out.

No one’s home.

You are alone out here, with not even the reflected light of the moon to chase away the pitch dark night.

Dropping your arms, you pull into yourself, feeling the cold as it seeps into your pores like water into the cracked desert floor.

Move, then.

Move.

But you don’t.

But you can’t.

The night embraces you, cold and wet, and you shiver.

Something thick and wet slides slowly down the side of your neck and without touching it you know the wound is bleeding again.

It bleeds when you are scared. It bleeds to remind you of the one who took your safety and your light. It bleeds to claim you, over and over, again and again, until you feel his fetid breath again on your neck, his sharp teeth dividing your flesh and drinking your soul.

You shake, on the damp bare grass of your parents’ backyard, and wait for Death to claim you.

You want to ask Him something.

You want to ask Him why he didn’t take you before, why he left you to this half life of shadows in the light with the taste of His blood on your tongue, and the stars spinning in the sky above your head.

And like an answering prayer, a sound comes from the dark woods.

He stares from the shelter of the trees, pale face smiling at you, teeth gleaming like knives.

You open your arms, smiling.

You wake up, screaming.

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End
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Date: 2007-11-15 06:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] samsom.livejournal.com
Thank you!

*hugs*

Date: 2007-11-15 06:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] damnskippytoo.livejournal.com
*shivers* Everything you write gives me chills. I felt like I was standing there with her, the damp grass between my toes, the blood trickling down my neck. And when she saw Aus watching her I knew she (I) was going to open her (my) arms to him.

Pretty nice ability you got there, babe. ;) Can I go back to bed and hide under the covers now?

Date: 2007-11-15 06:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] samsom.livejournal.com
No, you have to stay up and keep me company.

I'm sick. *sniffles*

I can't believe I wrote this and then forgot I wrote it. I was hoping it was skeery. Glad it was. I can't stop writing this series, I guess, since I'm already thinking of the next one.

Date: 2007-11-15 09:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] damnskippytoo.livejournal.com
*wipes your nose* You poor thing. I sorry you sick. I hope I didn't give you what I had. I'm guessing you can't take any medicine for it either. *hugs*

Date: 2007-11-15 11:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] samsom.livejournal.com
Nah, just a cold going around. I got it from hubby, who probably brought it home from work. And no, I can't take anything for it, which is aggravating.

I wish I could say the hallucinating is translating into something creative, but no. It's just snot and headaches.

Date: 2007-12-03 10:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tootyfnfrooty.livejournal.com
i love this series. Please keep 'em coming. you know i am suppose to be studying for my terminology test for funeral management tomorrow, but instead i am going through your live journal reading the fic you've written instead. my dedication as a student is just an amazing thing. you know this one is pretty creepy and i loved it.

Date: 2007-12-04 02:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] samsom.livejournal.com
Thanks :D

It's not the most popular thing I've written so I'm happy when it works for someone.

Date: 2007-12-04 07:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tootyfnfrooty.livejournal.com
well it definately works for me, i love the series so far. btw wanted to ask if it is ok if i add you on my friends list been skulking here for a few months and never thought to ask anyone til this evening when i was writing in my journal thing

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