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They give the vibe of people who hate each other finding out they like the same music and proceeding to bond while listening to the music on a road trip
On the Dock
Fable 2 one shot
This is technically the prologue for a bigger fanfic that I’m in the process of writing but knowing me that’ll take forever so I’m posting it here as a one shot. This is basically a look at Sparrows mental state directly after the spire, that moment always felt weird playing it so here’s what it was like for Sparrow to live it.
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She didn’t move. The wooden dock creaked under her feet, the gentle waves wrapping around the beams securing its place. The wind pushed past her gently, so gently that her hair, her clothes, nothing moved. She didn’t move. The sounds of trees and the hustle and bustle of oakfield met her ears and she heard them but she hadn’t heard them, in that moment she was without senses, she took in no sound, she noticed nothing about her surroundings , she didn’t feel the wind sting her just as she didn’t feel the gun still in her hand. Warm. She didn’t move. She was separated from that moment, she was nowhere at all, her body stood on that dock but her mind was transfixed on the spire, away from it but staring. Staring.
There was a sense of injustice. Injustice at the fact it was over so quickly. Her whole life she had spent preparing for one moment, 20 years full of sacrifice after sacrifice all leading her to that moment. 20 years of purpose against a lifetime of nothing. It was over. Her vengeance gave her a reason, a reason to keep fighting not just for herself but for the world, for Albion, for Rose, and now she had nothing but a feeling of emptiness and a statue with her name. How could she live a normal life without that goal? How could she live knowing she filled no purpose? For the first time in a very long time she felt utterly alone.
Her faithful friend was taken from after her. Her companions had vanished one by one in front of her, leaving her behind, living their lives. One by one, her only comfort through it all, some more than others, some for more selfish reasons, had gone. Her quest was done, her half cocked mission was completed and all that was left was this intolerable nothing.
Why?
She blinked at the spire, her mind returning to that moment, the dock creaking beneath her feet, the gentle waves beneath it, the wind pushing past her short hair, and the sounds. She noticed it all. She clenched the gun in her hand and moved her gaze from the spire.
She didn’t move.
Listening to Josh Groban singing you raise me up and had a gut wrenching Thought
Just imagine for the briefest of moments. This mf singing this to his mother
Like SIR!!!! MY HEART!!!
Especially when you remember that Sparrow passed away before fable 3. You know for a fact that Logan was a little mommas boy and probably misses his mother more than anything
Ok so I was searching the internet for fable stuff as one does, and for some reason I decided to search what the meaning behind a heart under the eye was because I was confused why Reaver has one and I found this.
excuse me
GRIEF?!?!!
Now this could mean he’s grieving oakvale and the ‘her’ he refers to in his diary entries. However, if this is the case, why doesn’t he have one in fable 2? considering that it’s been like 200 years since the fall of oakvale.
Now who was alive in fable 2 but isn’t in Fable 3 and who was also very closely associated with Reaver?
SPARROW!
spreaver fans go wild, cuz I’ve been going absolutely feral over this little theory thing of mine.
(P.S, I have seen some stuff saying it’s a symbol for the shadow court but I don’t know how credible that is and I’m only talking about the grief bit)