Drabble #92: Relief
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labyfic...we had a quieter response to the drabble prompt of Drabble 91, with an entry by me (your intrepid drabble proposer
jalenstrix).For this prompt, we continue with our one-word/phrase drabble roots:
Relief
Relief from what? Or who? What kind of relief are we talking about anyway? Tell us all about it labyfic-style!
Given our entries from recent months, let's continue with the suggested limit for this month of 500 words. Though remember that shorter pieces are most definitely welcome!
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Word count: # of words
Drabble: $your_beautiful_drabble
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2020-06-02 02:18 (UTC)Drabble 92
Sorry this is a silly one...
“Koshchei the Deathless had hidden his soul in a needle, in an egg, in a frog, in a duck, in a dog, in a pig...”
“Where ya keep yours?” Asks a dimwitted fellow in the back. Budging eyes, clueless face, the usual.
“It’s locked in a sock drawer, somewhere, I suppose?” Jareth yawns. Eventually, they will fall asleep...
“Where was I?” He asks the throne room at large.
“The pig,” croaks a buggy eyed chap up front.
“Right.” Jareth starts over from the beginning anyway. “Koschei the Deathless had hidden his soul...”
“Why deathless?” A not so bright creature in the pit. It was always the not so bright ones who chose to sleep in the pit.
Jareth sighs, sits up a little straighter, whip thumping against the side of his boot. “Because he was immortal. He hid his soul. That’s the entire point of what I am telling you, now all of you shut up and let me finish.”
“Pig.” Buggy eyed chap reminds him.
Jareth grabs the bridge of his nose and starts all over.
“Koschei the Deathless had hidden his soul in a needle, in an egg, in a frog, in a duck, in a dog, in a pig, in a horse, in a kangaroo, in a hippo”—he is making this up mostly, if he keeps going they will fall asleep—“in an elephant, in a whale, in a bay, in an ocean, on the the earth, in the solar system, in the universe”—snores, some of them are gone already!—“In all of space and time.”
Buggy eyed chap in the front still lingers, gaze intent. Slowly, he blinks up at Jareth.
“Should you really keep yours in a sock drawer?” The chap whispers.
Jareth glances around. Everyone else is asleep. “If I tell you a secret will you go to sleep?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t need to hide my soul. I am deathless already. Deathless despite it. On nights like this one, death might even be a relief.”
“Really?”
Jareth shrugs.
The buggy eyed chap leans toward him. “Where’d you put your heart? Can you hide that?”
“I gave it away.”
“Was that a relief?”
“Go to sleep. You promised. Goblins don’t break promises, do they?”
Buggy eyes blinks a few more times, grabs the napkin he uses for a blanket and immediately begins to snore.
Jareth starts again. “Jareth keeps his heart in a song, in a bubble, in dream, in a wish, in the mind of a girl...
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