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rosehiptea.livejournal.com) wrote in 31_days2007-04-02 10:00 pm
[April 2] [Silent Hill 1] Sun
Title: Sun
Day/Theme: April 2/In the Sunlight
Series: Silent Hill 1 (game)
Character/Pairing: Harry Mason
Rating: PG
Word Count: 258
Note: Post-game; major spoilers
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Harry blinked tears from his eyes, shocked that he was crying only now. The sun was bright. All he could do was to cover the face of the baby in his arms and kept walking. He hadn't thought he would see sunlight again; Silent Hill was all darkness and he still wasn't certain he wasn't still there, though the world around him now seemed real. How could he be sure what was real, if it was all imagination, if it was all Alessa and Cheryl and a swirling evil nothingness that he might not have left behind after all?
More tears, and Harry forced himself to keep going, to find a way back to the main road. It must be Cheryl he was crying for, though a part of him hoped that it was all over and she was a peace. Was he crying for Cybil, who lay dead by his hand, unburied in a deserted town? No one would ever find her, and he could never tell. Perhaps someone was looking for her; perhaps not. And Lisa, made of innocence and dreams and blood? And unreality, made of that as well. No one was looking for her, and he had saved no one except maybe the bundle he held.
No matter what he thought about, no matter what ending he tried to give this, no matter that he knew he held what might be his daughter in his arms, it didn't help. The tears kept flowing, and Harry kept walking, trying to blame them on the sun.
Day/Theme: April 2/In the Sunlight
Series: Silent Hill 1 (game)
Character/Pairing: Harry Mason
Rating: PG
Word Count: 258
Note: Post-game; major spoilers
Cross-posted to
rosehiptea and sh_het.Harry blinked tears from his eyes, shocked that he was crying only now. The sun was bright. All he could do was to cover the face of the baby in his arms and kept walking. He hadn't thought he would see sunlight again; Silent Hill was all darkness and he still wasn't certain he wasn't still there, though the world around him now seemed real. How could he be sure what was real, if it was all imagination, if it was all Alessa and Cheryl and a swirling evil nothingness that he might not have left behind after all?
More tears, and Harry forced himself to keep going, to find a way back to the main road. It must be Cheryl he was crying for, though a part of him hoped that it was all over and she was a peace. Was he crying for Cybil, who lay dead by his hand, unburied in a deserted town? No one would ever find her, and he could never tell. Perhaps someone was looking for her; perhaps not. And Lisa, made of innocence and dreams and blood? And unreality, made of that as well. No one was looking for her, and he had saved no one except maybe the bundle he held.
No matter what he thought about, no matter what ending he tried to give this, no matter that he knew he held what might be his daughter in his arms, it didn't help. The tears kept flowing, and Harry kept walking, trying to blame them on the sun.