No Particular Reference

 

LeavesofMyself: I was finally inspired by something. Actually, I kind of picked a random word from the dictionary, and wrote a small drabble on it. :P Anyway, I'm rather pleased how it came out. Enjoy!

Please not that I used the second definition for my drabble.

Chapter Warnings: Heavy Angst

Chapter Rating: T

Character in Reference: Starscream

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Sufferance: 1) Passive tolerance: by absence of objection rather than by express permission.

2) Capacity to endure pain, misery, etc.

It came like thunder pursuing the prestigious brilliance of light in the shadow of the raging storm. It came upon blackened chariots in the grim of death, the Reaper ever so present with a wicked sinister grin. It burned through essence without forbearance; consuming all so deeply in a mania of uncontrolled hostility.

It simply was. Simply is.

It coursed through his energon lines with the ferocity of the apocalypse. It churned in him, fed him life; fed his very will. It alone kept him existing, functioning; allowed him to simply be.

Without it, he would fall into his sinister madness. He would walk from his ever erosive path, lose his way and become only a mere memory, a forgotten victim. His world would cave around him. Drown his will to fly. He would be no more.

It was a hard walk, one not meant for the hollows, for the ones so inadequate they, in themselves, knew not who they were anymore. Such burdens that grudgingly captivated you, tried to bend you, break you at the moment's turn. You lived in suffering, survived on agony, thrived in defeat, and endured in death. Misery became you. You, in turn, became the very being of desolation.

Such, indeed, was not meant for the feeble.

But he alone pushed forth, for he walked the hard walk. He would not crumble, could not. He alone endured.

It was instinct for him.

His silent sufferance.

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