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adventdrabblesTitle: til árs ok friðar
Universe: Mashin Sentai Kiramager
Character(s): Yodonna
Rating: U
Warnings: Spoilers for Mashin Sentai Kiramager #36.
Summary: On her stage, surrounded by servants and children, MC Yodonna prepares to spit out some fierce rhymes.
Length: 287 words
Author's Notes: Foradventdrabbles Day 28. also: external link.
til árs ok friðar
The baseball cap came down low, the padded gilet worn over her hoody, headphones about her neck rattling out a staccato beat, the sound of music for which she had no affinity, but would indulge for the sake of defeating her enemies. This day on Crystalia was their winter festival, the day of Crystas, a day of radiance and light, the great blót in which they proclaimed their thankfulness to the gods of that old planet, ancestors who had passed into radiant jewels, and, with age, had eroded into dust, taking their place amidst the stars.
Dimly, she recalled the festivities that had once been held in her name, when warriors would drink mead from the horns of animals, and she would be called upon to ride the skies upon her braying mount, and then… and then there was nothing, no recollection, no memory, and she was in the present once more, the microphone in her hand, the thunder of the speakers pounding out the beat at her back, and the boy, the child in his red armour before her, surrounded by her Bechat servants, each one as eager as the next to finally bring about the fall of the Kiramagers and bask in the glory of their Emperor.
Her gaze hardened as she looked at the child. Had not there always been a sacrifice this time of year, she asked herself; had not once there been a sacrifice to her, the wand wielder, the battle wolf, glad of war? Yet now, here she was, surrounded by servants and children, all dressed up with this the only place she might go.
Her lips parted, and with hard, cold, determination, she spoke.
“Your chance of winning is zero.”
Universe: Mashin Sentai Kiramager
Character(s): Yodonna
Rating: U
Warnings: Spoilers for Mashin Sentai Kiramager #36.
Summary: On her stage, surrounded by servants and children, MC Yodonna prepares to spit out some fierce rhymes.
Length: 287 words
Author's Notes: For
adventdrabbles Day 28. also: external link.til árs ok friðar
The baseball cap came down low, the padded gilet worn over her hoody, headphones about her neck rattling out a staccato beat, the sound of music for which she had no affinity, but would indulge for the sake of defeating her enemies. This day on Crystalia was their winter festival, the day of Crystas, a day of radiance and light, the great blót in which they proclaimed their thankfulness to the gods of that old planet, ancestors who had passed into radiant jewels, and, with age, had eroded into dust, taking their place amidst the stars.
Dimly, she recalled the festivities that had once been held in her name, when warriors would drink mead from the horns of animals, and she would be called upon to ride the skies upon her braying mount, and then… and then there was nothing, no recollection, no memory, and she was in the present once more, the microphone in her hand, the thunder of the speakers pounding out the beat at her back, and the boy, the child in his red armour before her, surrounded by her Bechat servants, each one as eager as the next to finally bring about the fall of the Kiramagers and bask in the glory of their Emperor.
Her gaze hardened as she looked at the child. Had not there always been a sacrifice this time of year, she asked herself; had not once there been a sacrifice to her, the wand wielder, the battle wolf, glad of war? Yet now, here she was, surrounded by servants and children, all dressed up with this the only place she might go.
Her lips parted, and with hard, cold, determination, she spoke.
“Your chance of winning is zero.”
