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Characters: Zack-centric
Disclaimer: The usual. No money made, yada, yada
Summary: Zack makes a discovery

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When you’ve lived with the same people day after day, year after year, the details of their lives became woven within a fabric so seamless and fine that the smallest unraveling cannot not pass without notice.

Anders’ blue thread that went with him everywhere, still faithfully mending little holes and big ones years beyond his cadet days. “Yeah, yeah- its my good luck charm, okay? Now hand over that shirt, Zack- ya look like a bum.”

A faded bandanna wound around Kesla’s sword sheath for the same reason.

Line upon line of tiny tally marks wandering over Terrel’s  armor in commemoration of an entire menagerie of monster kills.  A tiny lightning-bolt charm always swinging from Sakka’s belt loop- a birthday gift from his little sister.

A mosaic of hardship shared, badges of courage molded in the shapes of scarred armor, frayed laces of boots worn thin, all of it stained by miles uncountable. Wry smiles around campfires Damn, that one almost got me as mismatched thread followed the path of a shining needle and stitched another hard-won victory into the only medals a SOLDIER truly valued.

Familiar stories, the ones told over and again when long winter nights in the middle of nowhere called for gathering close around the fire, remembering where and how those faint, long-healed scars came from because they were there and lived through the mud, blood and misery right beside you.

Laughter, too often brittle and forced until enough bottles stood empty to take the edge of that pain away, until you could remember the ones who didn’t come back with something besides a gut-wrenching hollowness that would never truly fade.

Names and faces, brothers of the sword disappearing into oblivion one by one, leaving nothing behind but an unsolved mystery and memories to prove they’d ever existed.

Cold, wet, and desperate, Zack wrenched open a warped, featureless closet door in the basement of a house of horrors, and a carelessly entangled torrent of memories tumbled to rest at his feet.



This piece was inspired by the question of where those poor unfortunates in Nibelheim’s rector pods came from, and speculation regarding Cloud’s clothing after he and Zack escaped Hojo’s lab.
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:iconnjoki-b:
I love how you took these little details and spun a powerful story with them!  You've written that culture, that atmosphere of soldiers at war so perfectly and movingly.  And then, at the end, seeing all these pieces of people Zack had known tumbling out of that closet, and knowing their fate must have been Zack and Cloud's, was like a punch in the gut, and we knew that must be what Zack was feeling making this horrifying discovery, one more rotten layer pulled off the onion that was Shinra.

I hope you have been well!  I see you're been busy doing lots of writing, I am happy for you :hugs:
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:iconvinvalenwind:
:tighthug: Thank you so much, dear Cari! It is so good to hear from you! *hugs more*
Zack really surprised me with this one...it was pretty far outside my usual comfort zone! The thing that strikes me most about Zack is how well SE portrayed the difference in Zack from his youthful innocence to the point where he realizes has suffered so much and has to accept just how rotten ShinRa really is. That stark contrast is where this piece truly came alive for me. 

I hope you have been well, also! Sian tells me you have been uber-busy also, and it just absolutely thrills me to know the muses have returned to you in force after being so quiet for so long. HUGE congratulations, sweet girl! :hug:
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:iconnjoki-b:
I wouldn't have guessed at all this is was outside you comfort zone, it was so beautifully done :D  You make a good point about Zack loosing his innocence and trusting personality.  I think that's probably what I like most about his story.  He's completely stripped down to the bone, and yet he never looses his goodness.  How many people can go through what he went through and come out a good person?  Very very few, which makes Zack all the more incredible.

I have been pretty well, thanks :hugs:  I haven't written as much lest last few weeks unfortunately as I've been working more hours, and but for a while there I was going crazy lol!  In my fantasy world I have whole weeks committed to nothing but writing (don't we all) :) It's wonderful to see you back to writing too, lovely one :hugs:
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ShadowHaloedAngel Feb 4, 2014  Student General Artist
You've done it again, mamacat. So short, so poignant, your insight into things like this is in a way what drew me too you. Everything you write, the fic, the journals, the little messages, show a deep understanding of the fundamental side of human nature, those little things which make us who we are, make us tick. And it is what enables you to do things like this. Oh, the muses are back, and back with a vengeance, I would say.
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:iconvinvalenwind:
*hugs you tightly* Bless, Kitten...you honor me! *hugs you again*

I think maybe its because I was always 'on the fringe', even from an early age. I watched people, trying to figure out what it was that made them do the things they did. Too many times, it made no sense at all. Why were some people considered acceptable, when others were not? Those who overcome, how did they do it? The characters I write, the things I see around me and here within the community, all find their way eventually onto the page in one form or another. In that light, I certainly hope they are!

I have to commend your own insight, Rhi...because you are indeed a kindred spirit. Look at your own work, sweet...you have that same burning desire to see goodness prevail. *hugs you more*
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ShadowHaloedAngel Feb 14, 2014  Student General Artist
*hugs you back every single time because yes*

I know what you mean... and I guess that shows through in your writing, and my own. Like that discussion that really sparked this friendship about what it's like to be a Shera. I may not have found my Tseng, but I found my Elena and she's even better. And I work every single day of my life for goodness to prevail; if that can only be in my words on the page, then so be it.
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Phoneix-Faerie Feb 3, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
beautiful and heartbreaking here 
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:iconvinvalenwind:
Wow...thank you so much, Jenni! Zack has really been surprising me lately, makes me wonder what he's going to do next! It definitely needs to be something sappy, I think. :XD: :hug:
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Phoneix-Faerie Feb 13, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
you're welcome :)
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:iconspades-kings:
This is utterly lovely, and I am just blown away with the subtlety of all these little impressions, and then to have them all rush back in the worst possible way.
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