Title: The Time of the Day
Fandom: Digimon Adventure ZeroTwo
Summary: Some things begin and end. Other things are eternal.
Characters (main): Ichijouji Ken, Wormmon
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or the characters depicted within unless otherwise stated. Written for7_suns, prompt set: time. This is purely non-profit.
Word Count: 261
Extra Notes: cross-posted to fanfiction.
It was strange, waking up one morning with no recollection of his past. A slim ray of light was shining insistently on his face, but he failed to realise its significance. Instead, he stared blankly until his eyes lost their focus – and with the power of even a single undiluted ray of light, it was no wonder that his vision became blurry in a matter of seconds.
The Time of the Day
Part 2 of 7: Morning
He blinked senselessly, looking at his unfamiliar surroundings. Not that he could see much in a blank white ceiling. Or read much, except that there was something distinctly unsettling about staring at it without blinking.
He stopped once shadows began crawling into the corner of his vision. It was unnerving, being unable to catch them in his more comfortable line of sight before they vanished. But he could not, and all he accomplished was inviting a sick sensation into his gut. The sort that invited nausea, and so he stopped, closed his eyes and breathed deeply.
But even behind his eyes was something he could not grasp, no matter how he tried. And as the day moved from morning to noon, nothing became clearer save the sun.
By the time the sun began to set and night approached, he wondered if the darkness would bring forward answers that the sun, in all its illuminating brightness, had failed to reveal…
…and there, in the dimness of his room, was the echo of a light guiding his way to a lost morning…or perhaps a new one.
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