All the world turns to stare at him.
Purple smoke boils out of the well and rolls across his skin, electricity and oxygen and life. It hits him with the force of crashing wave, with the inevitability of the rising tide, with the speed of a river forced through rapids. It tastes so potent, both new and familiar; a jolt of adrenaline like a stent directly to the brain-stem; a heady rush that has his most basic of instincts leaping for joy; a breath of fresh air that makes the colours burst to life before his eyes and fills his muscles with raw power.
He staggers momentarily. He grabs the edge of the well (stones rough beneath his fingers), grips his cane (warm gold handle and smooth black wood), closes his fingers gently around Belle's arm (soft and real and pulsating with life) to steady himself. All around him, the world screams.
(He is a bright star in a black hole.)
It pulls at him from all directions like a beggar after gold. It threatens to tear him apart. It longs for what he now possesses in spades.
(He is the Dark One and he is Rumplestiltskin and every nerve alights with blazing purple fire.)
Magic speaks to him like a lover. It whispers, seductive in his ear, spooling the future out before him like a kite on a string. It is his confidant, his provider, his strength and his courage. The tingle of healing fingertips and the roar of a blazing fireball in his palm. The whirling unstoppable force that drains the blood from Belle's already-pale face, even as it whips his heartbeat into a frenzy.
(He is the first man in millennia to exist in this world and possess this power.)
And if he wanted to he could run, he could dance, he could sweep Belle up in his arms because she remembers him and she's alive and together they can find Bae find Bae find Bae.
If he wanted to, he could rule the world.
Magic is back.
A/N: First of all, I AM REALLY SORRY. I TOTALLY FORGOT TO POST THIS. I actually had it written shortly after the rest of them, but... somehow just thought I posted it? Apparently not. So I'm sorry.
Anyway, I'll be writing more of these, but maybe not for a while. I stopped after SE 1, because SE 2 hadn't aired yet. But now it has, and I am free to resume. So expect more, but... maybe not for a little while. Thank you all so much for reading these! I hope you've enjoyed them so far and I hope you continue to enjoy. Really really sorry again.
Also, reviews for guest reviewers.
emmafan11- Renee, you are the best. 3 Thanks so much for reviewing. It means a lot to me, esp bc I know you in real life and you can just tell me what you think. Thanks for taking time out of your busy schedule just for meeee. I'm also glad you like the imagery. I try to keep it fresh and interesting and I will definitely keep writing more.
Guest (chapter 4)- Thank you! I'm really glad you like the repetition. One of my favourite things about shorter works is the ability to play around with writing style. I'm glad it works. :)
Guest (chapter 8)- I definitely WILL deal with all the stuff between Rumple and Henry, but when I was writing this I was only doing season 1. Now that I've seen all of season 2, I'll start writing about some of the stuff that happens there. :)
Guest (chapter 9)- Thank you so much for your kind words! One thing I love about drabbles is that they allow me to bring some of that poetic language into the story. It's so hard to maintain over a long period of time, and it loses it's flow- but in a short piece, I can really pack some punches in terms of word choice and flow. So I'm really glad it comes across well, and that I'm not just flailing around making noise. haha. Thank you so much! I'm really sorry you had to wait this long. It was just a total error on my part. Hope you enjoy this chap and the rest of them, when I get around to working on Season 2. :)