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energeticOkay to start off I wrote this piece just a few short hours ago for the fandom Music of the Spheres. This piece may be the first chapter to a fanfic I had always wanted to work on about two of the main characters of the book; Jonathan Absey and Alexander Wilmot.
It would help me to know what you think of the story so far and if I should continue. If you haven't read the book then the beggining may be confusing to you, but it will start to make sense as the story goes along; I hope you enjoy and comment.
Morning was slow in coming; the sun was just starting to peek out from behind the clouds and the stench of warmth flooded the streets as people started setting up shop. The flames from the Montpellier's house were dying down leaving it in ruins. Jonathan Absey, just like the sun, was starting to wake up; he blinked his eyes open and sat up slowly. After a few minutes he was starting to look around himself almost frantically until his eyes spotted his half-brother, Alexander, still asleep.
Jonathan stared at his half-brother for some time before trying to get him up by shaking him softly. Alexander opened his eyes slowly even though they were worthless to him now that he was blind.
"Jonathan is that you?" Alexander questioned, feeling his nerves well up inside him; after last night he expected only the worst to befall him. Jonathan gave a small shaky smile even though he knew that Alexander could not see it.
"Yes it's me; now get up we must run from here." Jonathan said, helping Alexander stand up. Alexander turned his blind eyes to Jonathan and closed them hurriedly.
"How are we supposed to make our way from this place if I can't see where I'm going?" Alexander said, his voice shaking slightly. Jonathan sighed, hating how Alexander's voice sounded; soft and nervous; he then took Alexander's hand and pulled him towards the gates leading to the streets.
"I'll guide you." Jonathan said starting to drag Alexander along. Alexander sighed, hating not being able to help; he didn't feel it was right for Jonathan to do all the work.
As the two made their way down Kingston Gore people stopped to stare at how close their hands were held together; self-consciously Jonathan let go of Alexander's hand in favor of his wrist. Alexander sighed when he felt the exchange of hand to wrist knowing all to well why Jonathan did it.
The two had been walking all of several hours before Jonathan managed to call a seat for the both of them. Jonathan helped Alexander get in the carriage and followed; shutting the doors behind them. He then directed the rider to take them to Richmond; giving him enough time to think of a plan.
Jonathan stared at his half-brother for some time before trying to get him up by shaking him softly. Alexander opened his eyes slowly even though they were worthless to him now that he was blind.
"Jonathan is that you?" Alexander questioned, feeling his nerves well up inside him; after last night he expected only the worst to befall him. Jonathan gave a small shaky smile even though he knew that Alexander could not see it.
"Yes it's me; now get up we must run from here." Jonathan said, helping Alexander stand up. Alexander turned his blind eyes to Jonathan and closed them hurriedly.
"How are we supposed to make our way from this place if I can't see where I'm going?" Alexander said, his voice shaking slightly. Jonathan sighed, hating how Alexander's voice sounded; soft and nervous; he then took Alexander's hand and pulled him towards the gates leading to the streets.
"I'll guide you." Jonathan said starting to drag Alexander along. Alexander sighed, hating not being able to help; he didn't feel it was right for Jonathan to do all the work.
As the two made their way down Kingston Gore people stopped to stare at how close their hands were held together; self-consciously Jonathan let go of Alexander's hand in favor of his wrist. Alexander sighed when he felt the exchange of hand to wrist knowing all to well why Jonathan did it.
The two had been walking all of several hours before Jonathan managed to call a seat for the both of them. Jonathan helped Alexander get in the carriage and followed; shutting the doors behind them. He then directed the rider to take them to Richmond; giving him enough time to think of a plan.
