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Ronan

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a character in “Desert Sonata”, originally authored by The_Queen, as played by RolePlayGateway

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So begins...

Ronan's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: The Emperor: Joshua White Character Portrait: Ronan Character Portrait: Ronan Eucliffe

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Fragments, clustering, breaking, shattering, raining like glass towards the ground. The sound of scratching, scattering, then darkness. A scream came from someone within the room, was that him? Did his voice sound that fragile and frail? Could his voice really break that easily? "No, no, no!" He screamed, pulling against the restraints, his heart beating so fast it felt like it would drum right through his chest. It was impossible to breathe, to think, like drowning in syrup, a thick sweet fog clogging his mind, his pours, drowning the spiders, the sound until there was nothing but a distant crackle. His eyes had turned red, blazing, searing, as though they could burn straight through anything he looked at. Hands clenched, muscles tense, it was touching him.

Hands violated his body, spiders violating his mind. Here there was no escape, no floating away to the safety of nightmares. Even nightmares were preferable to this sort of pain, even knives and needles, chains and blood. It entered him, filling his insides, taking what was his and soiling it, changing it into something else. Panic and pain, he thrashed against the bindings but couldn't move. There was no where to run, no hiding hole to burrow up inside of and wait until it was over. Something inside snapped, being torn apart like house in a tornado. Winds whipped at his insides, making him nauseous, but there was nothing to bring up. Spit and bile, his mouth tasting like dirt.

"Stop," it was feeble, weak, no power behind his words. He had no power, the scratching noise was louder taking away all will to fight. He was shaking, teeth chattering. Then it was over, he was wet and sticky but it wasn't water or blood, any other substance would have been fine. His muscles unclenched and he felt cold, a chill biting his spine, snaking its way through his system and leaving chills wherever it touched. His eyes were still red, his body raw with a pain that spoke to every muscle.

And then a laugh.

It began as almost a giggle, then rising, bubbling, eyes wide, hands shaking. He tried to hug himself but they were tied down. A hysterical laughter for a situation that was anything but humorous. The spiders crawled out, his head finally empty, but it wasn't safe, not truly. So Ronan buried himself, digging a grave and laying in it until the sweet release of death but that was something that would never come. So he waited, darkness over taking his mind, leaving behind something that was far more dangerous. Any sane bone in his body had snapped, the pieces holding him together falling off of their string, clattering to the ground like beads on concrete. A game of sorts, kicking at each other, rolling this way and that, as far away from one another as possible.

There were tears in his eyes but he was laughing, the only sound now that Joshua White had gone silent, drifting off into a dream that could only be pleasant for him. No one else could have happiness, no one else could heave peace. If Ronan wasn't allowed it, then he wouldn't let anyone else have it. His mind hoarded the fragments, desperately attempting to put them back together but it was impossible. The cracks frayed and crumbled, but he was not broken, no. He was rebuilt in a different way, the real Ronan retreating somewhere far beyond, in a place where Wesley and his parents still existed, where his Father didn't beat his Mother and his Mother didn't take it out on them. What was left behind was a shell, an empty nest of broken hopes and false dreams.