Rake and broom [Norway]

[roesslyng]

Title: Rake and broom
Fandom: Hetalia
Characters/Pairing: Norway
Rating: 0+
Length: 100 words
Summary: Someone else came here first.
Other: Set in 1350. When Pesta visits someone with her broom, all souls will perish. If she takes her rake to a farm, some will pass through it alive*.
Written for HWD Drabble Game; prompt was "Silence"



Rake and broom

Norway looked toward the farm. Stayed by the road. Didn't approach. Waited.

Listened.

The family that lived here was well-known to him. Lively, this lot. Prosperous. Welcoming. Hospitable.

Now, a stillness spread over their farm. Not a sound, nothing.

No calling of animals, no singing coming from the house, no crack of axe against wood, no shout of welcome as someone caught sight of him.

Nothing.

The emptiness crept up his spine like a spider. It was like the rest, then. All the farms he'd passed.

Pesta had been wandering his roads.

She'd taken her broom to this place, too.

Comments

[kanadka]

I know I already told you I loved this on the server but I wanted to say it again. I love the pacing you chose for this in the sentences, and I think it makes the last two sentences stand out that much more. The personification of the plague was a brilliant choice here. It's like a personification of death, with the scythe - so the nod to the rake vs broom is super eerie and a lovely addition.

I really love your non-fluff work!!!

[yuuago]

<3 <3 So glad to hear that. :D

Are you familiar with Theodor Kittelsen's work? His art of Pesta is what I always have at the back of my mind when I think of Norway + plague, haa. Like this one and this. Brrr!

(One of these days... I might write Norway encountering her face to face. :D )