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sapphoatsunsetTitle: Communication or the Lack Thereof
Author: beililee
Rating: G
Pairing: Lee Donghae (Super Junior) X Nishikido Ryo (NEWS)
Chapter: Prologue/?
Warnings : none this chapter ^^
Word Count 280 (this chapter)
A/N: first AU fanfic, but not first AU fic ^^
Author: beililee
Rating: G
Pairing: Lee Donghae (Super Junior) X Nishikido Ryo (NEWS)
Chapter: Prologue/?
Warnings : none this chapter ^^
Word Count 280 (this chapter)
A/N: first AU fanfic, but not first AU fic ^^
He had been there a while, as long as he could remember. It was the only world he knew, this world in which his arms were immobile and his mind was a steam engine, pummeling, racing along through the mountains and valley, twists and turns of his clinical insanity. Surprisingly, he has devised a method to record his thoughts, but you’ll have to be patient as it is rather time-consuming to write, using your mouth to hold and move the pencil.
August 15, 2006,
No man today. I is sad.
Perhaps I ought to translate his thoughts for you, as he never did have the opportunity for any schooling beyond the first grade. You see, he only got one visitor the whole time he was there, one visitor who returned repeatedly. Leave it to him not to understand that the visitor was actually the doctor. That he was actually a troubled soul – how was he supposed to know when the asylum was all he had ever known?
Sad for him meant that he was worried, worried that he upset the man, his habitual visitor. It didn’t mean he was actually sad. Words never did have the same meanings for him as they do for us; he didn’t understand most of the concepts anyways. He was too busy is Candy Land – his mind – to worry about the logistics of speech. For all he knew, it wasn’t even 2006.
And to be honest, the doctor liked it better that way. It took away those nasty concepts of love and happiness – convenient.
His name was Lee Donghae, and this is the story of his love, although that particular word was foreign to him.
August 15, 2006,
No man today. I is sad.
Perhaps I ought to translate his thoughts for you, as he never did have the opportunity for any schooling beyond the first grade. You see, he only got one visitor the whole time he was there, one visitor who returned repeatedly. Leave it to him not to understand that the visitor was actually the doctor. That he was actually a troubled soul – how was he supposed to know when the asylum was all he had ever known?
Sad for him meant that he was worried, worried that he upset the man, his habitual visitor. It didn’t mean he was actually sad. Words never did have the same meanings for him as they do for us; he didn’t understand most of the concepts anyways. He was too busy is Candy Land – his mind – to worry about the logistics of speech. For all he knew, it wasn’t even 2006.
And to be honest, the doctor liked it better that way. It took away those nasty concepts of love and happiness – convenient.
His name was Lee Donghae, and this is the story of his love, although that particular word was foreign to him.
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Date: 2008-05-10 10:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-10 10:15 pm (UTC)yep ^^
it will be RyHae ^^ yay~! <3
glad you're excited... I just have to buckle down and write more ^^
and finish some other fics first lol ^^
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Date: 2008-05-15 07:11 am (UTC)it didn't turn out quite like i wanted lol but that happens... ^^