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ladyofleithian) wrote2022-01-17 08:01 am
ladyofleithian) wrote2022-01-17 08:01 am
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Title: Lazarus, Come Forth
Summary: Ben experiments with bringing back a dying bird in preparation for saving Shara Bey.
Prompt: Owl
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
It’s an owl that nine year old Ben Solo comes across in their Chandrila yard. He doesn’t know exactly how it got there, how it got so very injured, but it’s dying. Barely clinging to life by a thread, and Ben knows that even if he wasn’t trying to find ways to save Shara Bey (it was the Voice who suggested such things in the end. This Ben knows. Whispers in the crevices of his brain, even when Ben was trying to sleep), this is a living being, and it is hurting.
The owl makes raspy, choked attempts at a hoot or a screech as Ben gathers it up.
“Don’t be frightened, little bird,” Ben says softly. “I’m here to help. You’re a pretty bird, aren’t you?"
The Voice instructs him, carefully. Letting his life force spill into the wounded bird, its broken wing, its wound.
Ben picks it up quickly. He’s only nine years old, but he learns quickly. Has a certain eagerness to learn. And he has a sort of devotion to Poe that goes beyond what a little boy would feel for his best friend. He’d give Poe anything. Anything to make him happy. Ben is too young to even think of the phrase “I’d trade my life for yours”, too naive to even think of such an undesirable outcome, but he would give Poe anything. He hopes, at least, Poe and his family care about him at least a little bit.
***
Ben heals the owl, watches it fly into the tree. A blur of white feathers, golden eyes that peer down at Ben in acknowledgment. Ben still wonders if it means he’s good enough, that he's worth it. That he’s enough to save Poe and his family from their own grief and despair. He does want to save them. He doesn’t want to be too young to do it, not worthy of helping.
He doesn’t want to fall short, even at nine.
***
He falls asleep. He's already worn out. In his dreams, they’re noisy and full of resurrected birds, and Ben is relieved to wake up and find out that at least some of it was just a bad dream.
Summary: Ben experiments with bringing back a dying bird in preparation for saving Shara Bey.
Prompt: Owl
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
It’s an owl that nine year old Ben Solo comes across in their Chandrila yard. He doesn’t know exactly how it got there, how it got so very injured, but it’s dying. Barely clinging to life by a thread, and Ben knows that even if he wasn’t trying to find ways to save Shara Bey (it was the Voice who suggested such things in the end. This Ben knows. Whispers in the crevices of his brain, even when Ben was trying to sleep), this is a living being, and it is hurting.
The owl makes raspy, choked attempts at a hoot or a screech as Ben gathers it up.
“Don’t be frightened, little bird,” Ben says softly. “I’m here to help. You’re a pretty bird, aren’t you?"
The Voice instructs him, carefully. Letting his life force spill into the wounded bird, its broken wing, its wound.
Ben picks it up quickly. He’s only nine years old, but he learns quickly. Has a certain eagerness to learn. And he has a sort of devotion to Poe that goes beyond what a little boy would feel for his best friend. He’d give Poe anything. Anything to make him happy. Ben is too young to even think of the phrase “I’d trade my life for yours”, too naive to even think of such an undesirable outcome, but he would give Poe anything. He hopes, at least, Poe and his family care about him at least a little bit.
***
Ben heals the owl, watches it fly into the tree. A blur of white feathers, golden eyes that peer down at Ben in acknowledgment. Ben still wonders if it means he’s good enough, that he's worth it. That he’s enough to save Poe and his family from their own grief and despair. He does want to save them. He doesn’t want to be too young to do it, not worthy of helping.
He doesn’t want to fall short, even at nine.
***
He falls asleep. He's already worn out. In his dreams, they’re noisy and full of resurrected birds, and Ben is relieved to wake up and find out that at least some of it was just a bad dream.