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We fight for the dream- Original-Those with Duel-Colored Eyes
Title: Those with Duel-Colored Eyes
Day/Theme: 2. We fight for the dream
Series: Original
Character/Pairing:a thief and a law officer
Rating: PG for implied themes
Words: 406
Note: Part 1 of 2
Those with Duel-Colored Eyes
He did not grow up wishing to become a thief. No, when he was younger he dreamed of becoming a merchant. But he learned very quickly that nobody in the village would train him for any kind of respectable work. It was because his eyes did not match. One of his eyes was blue, the other was green. His eyes marked him as an unwanted child, born of one will overpowering the other. His eyes marked him for life.
Those with magic looked at him with disgust, the product of misguided beliefs that one without magic. These same people feared him. Still he wanted to live anyway he could.
The officer who finally caught up with his string of thefts was a woman on a white horse. She had a stern face for being so young-looking. He noticed she also had duel-colored eyes. One of which she hid behind her long hair. One was grey and the other was green, like his.
She captured him and brought him to justice. Part of him was fine with this. At least things had gotten better. Someone like her was now working for the law. There was hope for those with duel-colored eyes.
On the day of his trial, he was surprised to see the woman who captured him was chained up as well. Her long hair had been cut shamefully short. She could no longer hide her gray eye behind it. Together, they were sentenced to death.
They were thrown into the same prison cell. Just what were they expecting him to do? He was a criminal, sure, but he wasn’t going to take his frustration out on the poor woman who had branded him that. He watched as she drew into herself. She was expecting him to. Those with duel-colored eyes could not become anything of value. It wouldn’t matter to them what happened to her.
When she spoke, she told him of how she had grown up with nothing, not even parents. How she had believed that her hard work and dedication to the law could provide a better life for her. But because of him, because he had pulled back her hair when he struggled with her, they saw her duel-colored eyes. They branded her a traitor. Her dream was shattered.
He asked her what she had dreamed of becoming.
“A baker,” she said.
At dawn they would be executed together.
Day/Theme: 2. We fight for the dream
Series: Original
Character/Pairing:a thief and a law officer
Rating: PG for implied themes
Words: 406
Note: Part 1 of 2
Those with Duel-Colored Eyes
He did not grow up wishing to become a thief. No, when he was younger he dreamed of becoming a merchant. But he learned very quickly that nobody in the village would train him for any kind of respectable work. It was because his eyes did not match. One of his eyes was blue, the other was green. His eyes marked him as an unwanted child, born of one will overpowering the other. His eyes marked him for life.
Those with magic looked at him with disgust, the product of misguided beliefs that one without magic. These same people feared him. Still he wanted to live anyway he could.
The officer who finally caught up with his string of thefts was a woman on a white horse. She had a stern face for being so young-looking. He noticed she also had duel-colored eyes. One of which she hid behind her long hair. One was grey and the other was green, like his.
She captured him and brought him to justice. Part of him was fine with this. At least things had gotten better. Someone like her was now working for the law. There was hope for those with duel-colored eyes.
On the day of his trial, he was surprised to see the woman who captured him was chained up as well. Her long hair had been cut shamefully short. She could no longer hide her gray eye behind it. Together, they were sentenced to death.
They were thrown into the same prison cell. Just what were they expecting him to do? He was a criminal, sure, but he wasn’t going to take his frustration out on the poor woman who had branded him that. He watched as she drew into herself. She was expecting him to. Those with duel-colored eyes could not become anything of value. It wouldn’t matter to them what happened to her.
When she spoke, she told him of how she had grown up with nothing, not even parents. How she had believed that her hard work and dedication to the law could provide a better life for her. But because of him, because he had pulled back her hair when he struggled with her, they saw her duel-colored eyes. They branded her a traitor. Her dream was shattered.
He asked her what she had dreamed of becoming.
“A baker,” she said.
At dawn they would be executed together.