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FFVII Drabble of the week 3/31/09
>.> Since my ability to place cuts here kinda sucks, I'll probably posting my drabbles in separate entries instead of compiling them into one entry, as I had hoped I could. :\ I'll figure this out! >.> Eventually.... Until then I post according to the above header. If I do more then one drabble for a given community in the same week, then I'll post it along with the drabble of the week. o.0 Something like that...
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Title: Who He Is
Characters/Pairings: Barrett
Rating/Type: G
Team: SOLDIER
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: o.o No yuri. >< Damn. Enjoy anyway.
He was all fire and anger. Something he held on to that defined him. Helped him wake up and face the next day. However, it wasn't him. A mask to protect himself from the harshness life had showed him. There was a time, so long ago that it could've been just a dream, when Barrett was different. Then, he was softer, more vulnerable to the world around him. What changed? Was it a constant feeling of loneliness that followed him like a plague? He wasn't sure. Whoever he had been, he had closed him away, unable to bear the pain.
>.> Since my ability to place cuts here kinda sucks, I'll probably posting my drabbles in separate entries instead of compiling them into one entry, as I had hoped I could. :\ I'll figure this out! >.> Eventually.... Until then I post according to the above header. If I do more then one drabble for a given community in the same week, then I'll post it along with the drabble of the week. o.0 Something like that...
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Title: Who He Is
Characters/Pairings: Barrett
Rating/Type: G
Team: SOLDIER
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: o.o No yuri. >< Damn. Enjoy anyway.
He was all fire and anger. Something he held on to that defined him. Helped him wake up and face the next day. However, it wasn't him. A mask to protect himself from the harshness life had showed him. There was a time, so long ago that it could've been just a dream, when Barrett was different. Then, he was softer, more vulnerable to the world around him. What changed? Was it a constant feeling of loneliness that followed him like a plague? He wasn't sure. Whoever he had been, he had closed him away, unable to bear the pain.