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anythingdrabbleTitle: Do Not Go Gently
Death had come and gone but, despite his bravado, that didn't mean there was nothing in the world left to fear. For a spirit like him, standing still, even slowing down, could mean fading away. There'd been some damn fine monuments built to placate the souls within him, he knew, but they all missed one point: O.Dio didn't want to rest in peace. He wanted to keep on running, singing his beloved Gatling Gun's song.
Letting out a blast from his bugle, he signalled the cavalry charge. The Crazy Bunch, his eternal Legion of the Damned, thundered down the canyon.
Fandom: Live a Live
Characters/Pairings: O.Dio
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13/Gen
Summary: 'They'll sing of you for generations to come.'
Note: I saw a really impressive Memorial Day display in the Cathedral, part of it had a horse made out of purple poppies. To me it looked like O.Dio in horse form.Death had come and gone but, despite his bravado, that didn't mean there was nothing in the world left to fear. For a spirit like him, standing still, even slowing down, could mean fading away. There'd been some damn fine monuments built to placate the souls within him, he knew, but they all missed one point: O.Dio didn't want to rest in peace. He wanted to keep on running, singing his beloved Gatling Gun's song.
Letting out a blast from his bugle, he signalled the cavalry charge. The Crazy Bunch, his eternal Legion of the Damned, thundered down the canyon.
