DRABBLE: in living memory (Twelvetide Drabble #9)

[sibilantly]

Fandom: The Dark Knight Rises
Pairing: gen (John Blake-focused)
Word count: 100
Carol prompt: Auld Lang Syne
Summary: Gotham's earth is consecrated with the blood of its dead.

John hears them in the twilight hours, on the banks of Gotham river; in the blind alleys, in the cavernous emptiness of city hall.

 

We're still here, they say, voices paper-thin, only inches away from his ear, unseen. Don't forget us. You were one of us once.

 

Listen.

 

His back prickles at their presence, and the urge to bolt steals over him, but he's a Gotham native. He knows better than to ignore them.

 

And when he finally dons the cowl, their message changes.

 

Bane is alive, they say. Find him. Don't forget, you have a duty to us, too.