The Fantastic Journey Triple Drabble: Losing Hope

[badly_knitted]

 


Title: Losing Hope
Fandom: The Fantastic Journey
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Jonathan, Varian.
Rating: PG
Setting: After the series.
Summary: They’ve been travelling for so long that Jonathan is beginning to lose hope.
Written For: The prompt ‘Blend’ on my 1character table.
Disclaimer: I don’t own The Fantastic Journey, or the characters. They belong to their creators.
A/N: Triple drabble.
 


 

Travelling ever onward, day after day, time zone after time zone, seldom stopping anywhere for more than a day or two, the events of their seemingly endless journey were starting to blend together. It was reaching the point that Jonathan could barely distinguish one day from another; he was even beginning to doubt some of the things he thought he remembered. All they seemed to do was walk, battling the weather, which seemed to have turned against them in recent weeks.

 
He was so tired all the time, but so were they all. Just continuing to put one foot in front of the other was about all any of them could manage. They didn’t even have the energy for their usual conversations and occasional bickering. All that existed anymore was the journey.
 

A disturbing doubt was growing inside Jonathan, although he was doing his best to keep it from his travelling companions; he was beginning to think that they’d never reach their destination, that Evoland might not even exist, that they could keep on walking forever and never find the island’s coast. It was a demoralising thought, but for some reason, he simply could not shake it off; it dragged him down like a millstone around his neck, making his shoulders slump and his feet drag. He felt shrouded in a relentless gloom that matched the dreary weather.

 
Then a hand touched his shoulder, warm and strong, squeezing gently, reassuringly, and he looked up into Varian’s tired yet hope-filled blue eyes and encouraging smile. To his surprise, Jonathan found himself returning his friend’s smile, some of his gloom lifting, and he knew no matter how long it took, as long as they didn’t give up, they would reach their goal. Varian, incorrigible optimist that he was, would see to that.
 

 
The End
 



 

Comments

[mrs_sweetpeach]

Walking would be so hard when you have no hope of arrival.

[badly_knitted]

It would, but Varian will keep them going, and it WILL get better once they have better weather, an d perhaps a break from walking for a bit. They just need to find a nice, peaceful, civilised zone where they can catch their breath, rest, and get their strength back.

Thank you!