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One-Winged Angel by Nobuo Uematsu
Whenever Dan tried to picture Rorschach in heaven, he always ended up with a one-winged angel.
It was not because he disliked his friend and partner, but because the sentiment seemed to fit him. Purity, violated and damaged, remaining resolutely strong despite losses.
In his mind, whenever he talked with Rorschach (making him wonder about his mental health), the scowling man would murmur his rage and indignation at being killed before he could spread word of Veidt’s deceit.
This always made Dan extremely guilty. He could tell the world about the plot, the fake destruction of New York, but no one would believe him. What would one person’s tale have against thousands of very real deaths?
The other thing Rorschach would frequently mention was his worry that his memory was going to die.
Dan would silently reply, ‘Come. I would never let you die. Not in life, or the afterlife.’
The beautiful, broken one-winged angel that was once Rorschach would seem to smile slightly at this. Dan was blinded by that brilliant smile, remembering how he had never seen it in life before it was too late.
It took him many, many years to get over the ghost of his friend and to have a real relationship with Laurie. He could never truly forget him though.
A certain red-headed one-winged angel still perched on his shoulder and scolded the scum in the alleys of the streets that Nite Owl II no longer fought.
Whenever Dan tried to picture Rorschach in heaven, he always ended up with a one-winged angel.
It was not because he disliked his friend and partner, but because the sentiment seemed to fit him. Purity, violated and damaged, remaining resolutely strong despite losses.
In his mind, whenever he talked with Rorschach (making him wonder about his mental health), the scowling man would murmur his rage and indignation at being killed before he could spread word of Veidt’s deceit.
This always made Dan extremely guilty. He could tell the world about the plot, the fake destruction of New York, but no one would believe him. What would one person’s tale have against thousands of very real deaths?
The other thing Rorschach would frequently mention was his worry that his memory was going to die.
Dan would silently reply, ‘Come. I would never let you die. Not in life, or the afterlife.’
The beautiful, broken one-winged angel that was once Rorschach would seem to smile slightly at this. Dan was blinded by that brilliant smile, remembering how he had never seen it in life before it was too late.
It took him many, many years to get over the ghost of his friend and to have a real relationship with Laurie. He could never truly forget him though.
A certain red-headed one-winged angel still perched on his shoulder and scolded the scum in the alleys of the streets that Nite Owl II no longer fought.
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28.10.2009 в 17:43-
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28.10.2009 в 17:43-
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28.10.2009 в 17:48Ага, однокрылый попугай тогда получается )
Это еще не шедевр, достойный цитирования. вот ЭТО я откровенно говоря испугалась читать! Тут вам полный набор - крылья, ноги и хвосты вкупе со слэшем и массовыми убийствами.
Learning To Fly
Rorschach finds himself with wings. Dan is fascinated by them and can't resist touching, Rorschach wants to learn to fly. And a new villain is out to kill masks. Dan/Rorschach. Rated for later chapters.
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