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From Good Bones

The world is at least fifty percent terrible,
and that's a conservative estimate.

Drabble, DCU, Gen

Date: 2024-07-24 06:39 pm (UTC)
senmut: Text from Deathstroke comic, spoken from Slade to Wintergreen (Comics: Can't Lose You)
From: [personal profile] senmut
DC Comics, Canon Divergent, Wintergreen & Jason Todd

"Rotten, the whole lot of 'em," Jason growled, wishing he had something he could punch.

"You underestimate the power of humanity, young man," Wintergreen chided his student.

"Old man, I've seen the way you operate. You don't believe in people any more than I do."

Wintergreen shook his head. "I see each person as an opportunity, and go into with a realistic view that their personal wishes will overwhelm their goodness, yes. But I have also seen amazing things happen, and been proven wrong a number of times."

"Where do you put the percentage?"

"About half, if I am honest."

The Silmarillion,150 words, Teens

Date: 2024-07-25 02:28 pm (UTC)
hhimring: Estel, inscription by D. Salo (Default)
From: [personal profile] hhimring
Characters: Morwen and her son Turin
Warnings: reference to canonical character death


The world is more than half terrible, but Morwen is resolved to keep this from her children. And at first, as long as Hurin has hope enough for two, it is easy to believe she is succeeding—especially when Lalaith arrives, whose joy is so manifestly undimmed on any day.
But then Lalaith dies and Hurin stands weeping bitterly, cursing Morgoth. Turin awakes, after long watches at his bedside, and asks for his sister—and Morwen finds that all pretence has slipped away from her. But she also recognizes that Turin, so like her in some things, was never deceived.
Any faith in the world’s kindness Turin has was gained from others, not her—this beloved son who understands her too well even when they do not speak. She cannot comfort him. She cannot ask his forgiveness for pretending—for bringing him into a world even more than half terrible.

Re: The Silmarillion,150 words, Teens

Date: 2024-07-28 10:36 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] senmut
Oh that's beautifully done.

Re: The Silmarillion,150 words, Teens

Date: 2024-07-29 09:29 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] hhimring
Thank you very much!

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