![[ Memories - A Mini Grian Fanfiction ]](https://cdn2.scratch.mit.edu/get_image/project/1063350728_480x360.png)
WARNING: This fanfiction involves a LOT of blood and disturbing memories. (my mother told me it was disturbing! :D) Proceed at your own risk! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The sand stretched on and on for miles, no end in sight. Though Grian knew there was an end. There always was. To everything, even something as simple as a vacant desert with wind blowing harshly against him. He knew what the end here was. He’d seen it happen time and time again. A repeating memory. A recurrent tragedy. Something that would happen over and over again with no way to change the outcome. Just out of his view blood pooled the ground, it splattered across the circle of cacti. And in that pool… Grian didn’t want to think about it. Didn’t want to see it. But he knew what was there. What laid unmoving in the red-tainted sand. He wanted to run. To hide. To flee and never look back. But most importantly, he wanted to forget. He wanted to forget every second of the never ending pain. The way his hands and clothes were stained with the same blood that was on the ground. The blood that hadn’t come from him. That wasn’t his own. Not his own blood. Not his own. Around him sand stretched out into the distance, but in front was a drop. A cliff, leading downwards back into more rolling golden hills. Beneath was far down, far enough to end the suffering. Grian folded his wings before he stepped, not intending to fly but instead to fall. To fall down and never look back. To end all of this right here and now. But he didn’t get that mercy. He never did. Not in reality, not in the vivid nightmares that reappeared every night without end. Always the same. Always a redo. But never changeable. That ending was the only ending that timeline would ever reach. The only end for any of them. Instead Grian woke up. Shaking, sweaty, tears falling down his face. But he was sitting in his bed, partially under the covers with his wings stretched out around him. He was safe. He was fine. This was a different place. A different time. Scar was still alive. Scar- That was who Grian needed. He needed Scar. But Scar wasn’t here. He should be. He should be- “Grian?” It took him a moment to realize that the light had flickered on and that someone was standing in the doorway. It took even longer for Grian to realize who. He couldn’t stop the tears from falling harder. From falling faster. From the sob that escaped from inside. From the crumbling and shattering that showed. Scar rushed toward him, pulling the bird-hybrid into a tight hug. “Shh, it's okay. You’re okay.” He began stroking Grian’s wings, his clothing becoming wet from the cascade of tears. After what could have been only minutes or might have been an hour, Grian finally calmed down. His tears slowing and his crying quieting into small sobs and hiccups. He was okay. He was okay. The memories hadn’t faded, and neither had his pain, but the panic had been dulled and all that was left was a feeling of exhaustion and desperation. He needed sleep, he needed to rest all of his tense and sore muscles. But he also needed to stay here. Stay with Scar. Stay awake. Leaning back into Scar, Grian rested his head against Scar’s chest and fell into the gentle rhythm of his breathing and heartbeat. In, out, in, out. Bu-dump, bu-dump, bu-dump, bu-dump. “You’re okay.” Scar whispered again. Grian wasn’t sure how many times he’d said those two simple words. He wasn’t sure if he even believed them. But they were comforting. Like a warm blanket wrapped around him, letting him give into the exhaustion. This time when Grian settled into the darkness, no memories stirred. No panic. No pain. Just emptiness, a good emptiness. The one that was calm. Peaceful. Left room for something else, even when it never came. The only thing left was those words. Over and over. Reminding him that he was okay. He was okay.
Characters Grian and Scar belong to the content creators Grian and GoodTimesWithScar Cover art and story is done by me, @lamacorn2525 (yes the cover sucks I made it in like ten minutes)
