Drabble [Labyrinth]
I have no idea what context this is supposed to be in, except that it's an image of grown up Sarah. Clearly, my brain has an aversion to studying for midsession exams because I wasn't even thinking about writing fic when this idea came up.
She was no longer the naïve, innocent little girl she had been. Life had made her older, more cynical, less trusting.
“Who are you?”
“You know who I am.” The voice replied, soft and low and fleeting.
Sarah shook her head, denying that fact - or perhaps unwilling to believe it. “What are you?”
A familiar laugh, coloured with amusement and mockery. “I am whatever you want me to be.”
A twist of pale lips, an even more familiar smirk. “An idea. An idle fantasy of a teenage girl. A memory.” The voice was fading, echoing down the dark and long unused corridors of her mind. “I am everything, and nothing. I am a fragment of a dream.”
She was no longer the naïve, innocent little girl she had been. Life had made her older, more cynical, less trusting.
“Who are you?”
“You know who I am.” The voice replied, soft and low and fleeting.
Sarah shook her head, denying that fact - or perhaps unwilling to believe it. “What are you?”
A familiar laugh, coloured with amusement and mockery. “I am whatever you want me to be.”
A twist of pale lips, an even more familiar smirk. “An idea. An idle fantasy of a teenage girl. A memory.” The voice was fading, echoing down the dark and long unused corridors of her mind. “I am everything, and nothing. I am a fragment of a dream.”