30 Shards

Title: Blinking
Claimed character: Jaken
Theme: #10, weapon
Rating: PG
Words: 275
Summary: And we remember.
Warnings: None

Through many years we slept, forgotten and hidden away from the world. We awake to the call of magic.

Our new master is an old one, he thinks - demon, his life stretched out over many lives of men already, almost deathless to them. Yet blink and we will miss him. For our life stretches further back still, much further than any other now-living creature could possibly imagine. Far back into the forgotten ages when we were first called awake.

And we remember: everything, except what we were before. A dream, asleep, alive, apart, nothing at all.

Yet our master thinks; he is old, we are new - a symbol of a new life to him, and so it must be for us then, too. We are his, and any befores do not interest him at all.

We have passed through many ages, through many hands.

So many times we have been called from this sleep. We have heard every call. Obeyed a few.

Our master calls forth our magic, or perhaps his magic, we never knew and never know, but he does not notice the ghosts of hands that held us before - they do not matter anymore.

But we remember: everyone.

We think of them and two different strands of thought bind twine together into one, and we do not know the difference anymore. When we speak, we speak in different voices, but we do not know which is which anymore.

Our master knows.

Soon we will fall asleep again - blink and we will miss it - and the next time we awake, we will know the prints of his hands among the others.