Reminder.

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Title: Reminder
Author: _sblomie
Pairing: None.
Rating: PG
Summary: A picture is a reminder. For lotrpschallenge Challenge 31 - photograph
Feedback: Please.



Look at that, tarted up without a second thought and posing before cameras, Sebastian just out of that particular shot. Cheeks hollow, eyes sunken and glazed, and the make up hiding the dark circles under those doe eyes. Or was it just a cover for the dark circles? I can't even remember now, how sad is that? I remember trying to tell people about that night, but nothing from the evening sinks in. All I can remember is how I felt. All I can feel now is the same feelings at seeing the ghost of Orlando Bloom. A hollow man, a shell, a mere facade given to the world since he has lost his way, lost himself.

I remember when it was all smiles, laughter, stupid jokes and goofing around. I remember running around anywhere and everywhere, just enjoying life. I remember when the eyeliner was done tastefully and properly, I remember when there was some meat to those bones and some life in those eyes. See there? Lips pursed, pout a little, head tilted just so, chin raised and show more front than profile or side. Hide under the large jacket and baggy white button up; hide how thin that body really is. Don't attract more attention. Hide right in the spotlight.

I think I've found more of the old Orlando once more since then, I sure hope so. Sure, still tilt the head just so, make sure you're dressed properly and stand in the right pose with either a nice pout and stare or the forced smile that'll light up the room far more than the flashes of cameras all around that capture the smile and just a bit of something more each time. I think I've found more of the old Orlando since then, but I really can't be sure. But you know, when I look in the mirror now, I don't see that same face staring back at me that horrifies me in that photograph. Why do I even have a copy of it? Oh right, a reminder of what I never want to become again.

Comments

[elf-skitzo.livejournal.com]

short, concise, well-written. it's touching and kind of frightening, and i love the line about hiding right in the spotlight. funny how much a lot of us do it and it's sad that celebrities end up doing it too.

i miss the orlando that gave piggy-back rides down the red carpet. i miss the bad stripped shirts and slightly off fashion sense.

i demand orlando stop growing up. right now!

but da. on an editor's note, the writing is good and seems like it would be someone's train of thought. it works well and 'm proud. always. on the note of pov:

All I can feel now is the same feelings at seeing the ghost of Orlando Bloom. A hollow man, a shell, a mere facade given to the world since he has lost his way, lost himself.

that part is just a little confusing with the sudden change from first to third person but now i get it. i'm just a little slow on the uptake.