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The Dying God
[ooc: I wish he'd stop referencing a novella-length WIP I haven't even started posting online yet. Stop getting ahead of me. XD]
I thought it'd hurt, y'know, but it doesn't. It doesn't feel like anything. Every day, I get a little weaker. Every day, one more stops praying to me because I can't answer. Every day they lose faith in me and it's hard to see the disappointment on their faces. I want to cry out to them, and tell them it's not my fault, but I can't. This cage is my prison and I can't escape. I'm shut off from them and the rest of the universe.
My captor refuses to let me live. We were friends, but he took over and now he's my punisher. I broke his rules, so now I'm stuck in a cage til I die. I never thought it'd come to this. One day he'll win, and he'll consume me, and there'll be nothing left of me.
I've heard this is what happened to the gods who came before. The ones who no one really remembers anymore because they got absorbed into other more powerful gods. They find their images in the mud etched on fragments of clay and metal, but they have no names, and no one knows who they are. That'll be me one day. They'll find me, but they won't know who I am. They can't read the writing and won't bother trying to decipher it. They won't even try to find out my name. Maybe I won't either. Maybe that's why they never come back. Once you're dead, you forget who you are and I won't even be able to tell them.
For the first time in me life, I think I'm actually scared.
Muse: Jeff Lynne
Fandom: Electric Light Orchestra RPS AU
Word Count: 294
Disclaimer: Not true in any way, shape or form.
I thought it'd hurt, y'know, but it doesn't. It doesn't feel like anything. Every day, I get a little weaker. Every day, one more stops praying to me because I can't answer. Every day they lose faith in me and it's hard to see the disappointment on their faces. I want to cry out to them, and tell them it's not my fault, but I can't. This cage is my prison and I can't escape. I'm shut off from them and the rest of the universe.
My captor refuses to let me live. We were friends, but he took over and now he's my punisher. I broke his rules, so now I'm stuck in a cage til I die. I never thought it'd come to this. One day he'll win, and he'll consume me, and there'll be nothing left of me.
I've heard this is what happened to the gods who came before. The ones who no one really remembers anymore because they got absorbed into other more powerful gods. They find their images in the mud etched on fragments of clay and metal, but they have no names, and no one knows who they are. That'll be me one day. They'll find me, but they won't know who I am. They can't read the writing and won't bother trying to decipher it. They won't even try to find out my name. Maybe I won't either. Maybe that's why they never come back. Once you're dead, you forget who you are and I won't even be able to tell them.
For the first time in me life, I think I'm actually scared.
Muse: Jeff Lynne
Fandom: Electric Light Orchestra RPS AU
Word Count: 294
Disclaimer: Not true in any way, shape or form.