Prisonborn
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Thread Topic: Prisonborn
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"It's complicated," Christmas sighed, running his hand through his hair and ruffling it up. It gave him a pang of nostalgia, recalling when his mom used to make him prim and neat and he refused to let his hair lay flat. Those were better days.
"What kind of complicated? Complicated as in you don't want me to know or complicated as in hard to explain?" the old man said sharply.
"Long story kind of complicated," Christmas replied. -
Sophia swallowed before speaking up. She supposed she'd have to get used to talking to strangers, so she'd start with that now. "I was the prisonborn," she said quietly.
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The old man's face paled a bit. "You're a Prisonborn? Did Christmas fish you out while he was looking for his family?"
Christmas winced. "Eddie, don't go there." -
Sophia looked at Christmas in surprise and curiosity. She turned back to the man who was apparently called Eddie. "No, the government let me go for a test, but they went back on their word."
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"Hurumph. Government. I haven't trusted them for 89 years and only now I've been proven right. Hmph. Just how fate would play things," the old rickety man said grumpily before fixating on Sophia. "Are you cold? You look cold. Have some banana bread."
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"Um, okay," Sophia said softly and moved inside a little bit more.
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Eddie cut her a warm slice of banana bread and slid it onto a plate, handing it over to her. "Now you can look around the place, see, but don't touch a thing. Got it?" he said to her.
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Sophie nodded and took a bite. She moaned in delight. "This is so good!"
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Eddie smiled a bit. "Of course it's good! I've spent 20 years perfecting that recipe. You have some too, Christmas. You haven't grown one bit since I last saw you."
Christmas obediently took some banana bread, a little offended. The last time Eddie had seen him was when he was 14, almost four years ago. -
Sophia started wandering around the house. She found everything so interesting. This whole world was so different from the one she had spent sixteen years in. So wonderfully different.
Sophia stopped at a shelf. On it were a few trinkets and knickknacks, but what drew her eye was a glass ball filled with liquid on a small circular stand with white sparkly stuff ready to surround the scene it contained at the slightest shake. It was a snow globe, but she didn't know that. -
Normally, Eddie would have demanded that she didn't touch anything. But her face was so enraptured by even the simplest of things and he could see how starved she was for things of beauty. He pulled it off the shelf and shook it for her, before placing it in her hands.
Christmas watched the two with a smile. A sour old man and an innocent young girl, both opposites in just about every way known to man, were connected by a such a simple thing as a snow globe. -
Sophia swallowed. "It's beautiful," she whispered, gently touching the glass. She noticed a small metal piece on the bottom of the base. It looked like it was meant to be turned, and so she did. Only a little bit, because she didn't know how far it was supposed to be wound.
It started playing a pretty tune slowly, because she hadn't turned it enough, but it was still amazing to Sophia, who had never heard music in her entire life. -
Eddie wound it up for her and the tinkling song played for her, enchanting as ever. "You can have it if you'd like," he said, fiddling with a worn golden ring on his finger. "I have plenty more."
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Sophia shook her head. "I couldn't," she said quietly. "Plus, if They find us it would probably get broken.
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