February 29th – The Day John Gray Went Mad
February 29, 2012 § Leave a Comment
Prompt: Take a character from a story of someone else participating in FFFFTTD and a character from one of your own stories, what happens when they meet at the end of…something?
It was the end of the month when it happened, and it happened because sometimes parents are kind. A man named Uther brought his son to the door, because all the neighbors said he knew things. Knew everything. That was the kind of reputation a man like John Gray had. Because, in a way, it was true.
Uther was dressed in a very smart suit, that had been very much loved by the man who made it. He was something of a pagan, though his family had raised him like a Catholic, and so he had some strange ideas about himself running all to the root. It was confusing in the way that John didn’t like. When Uther touched his door, John knew this, but he only knew it briefly – because there was something else.
The boy, the boy, there wasn’t a name. It was a boy, the idea of a boy, the hope of what might have had a name. It had been hollowed out for star sign and ill omen and death and apocalypse. In that minute, in that tick of a second in which Uther’s son was near enough to his door, John Gray knew nothing at all. And then it was over, and all of his everything became too much. Those stars made sense, the world made sense, and he cried.
There was so much light.