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strangetomato) wrote2009-10-03 12:52 pm
strangetomato) wrote2009-10-03 12:52 pm
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Drabble+: Regret
Prompt: Regret
Characters: Ripp Grunt
Wordcount: 147
Imagecount: 1
Warnings: language
To put it in context, this inner monologue would be taking place around the time of the beginning of Chapter Twenty-Eight. It doesn't really offer any new revelations, but maybe states what we should already know a little more clearly. (Really, I'm mostly just in it for the image.)
Regrets? Yeah, I have them. I have plenty.
I regret things I've done, and things I haven't done, and things I did the wrong way, but mostly it's the things I didn't do. Things I didn't say. Going too far, saying too much, that can leave you feeling like shit, but at least you were honest. You were wide open. What more can you offer than that?
Given the choice, I'll always go too far, say too much, every time.
And well, it's scary, going there. There's some scary shit hidden in there, when you let it out. And it's scary to see it in someone else. It's fucking terrifying.
It's scary, but it's better than not knowing. It's better than being alone. The weight can be a lot to carry, but it's easier than carry it all on your own, you know?
I'll never regret that.
Characters: Ripp Grunt
Wordcount: 147
Imagecount: 1
Warnings: language
To put it in context, this inner monologue would be taking place around the time of the beginning of Chapter Twenty-Eight. It doesn't really offer any new revelations, but maybe states what we should already know a little more clearly. (Really, I'm mostly just in it for the image.)
Regrets? Yeah, I have them. I have plenty.
I regret things I've done, and things I haven't done, and things I did the wrong way, but mostly it's the things I didn't do. Things I didn't say. Going too far, saying too much, that can leave you feeling like shit, but at least you were honest. You were wide open. What more can you offer than that?
Given the choice, I'll always go too far, say too much, every time.
And well, it's scary, going there. There's some scary shit hidden in there, when you let it out. And it's scary to see it in someone else. It's fucking terrifying.
It's scary, but it's better than not knowing. It's better than being alone. The weight can be a lot to carry, but it's easier than carry it all on your own, you know?
I'll never regret that.
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The drabble is really nice too. :D
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