Shards Snippets #2

[valenix]

Feat. one (1) sad birb brain.  I'm working on the next/final two chapters, but with a summer intensive and family drama it's difficult.

Clint scattered a few more seeds across the roof and watched the flock descend in a flurry of feathers and angry cries.
They sounded muffled.
He sighed in frustration and pulled one of his hearing devices out of his ear. Stark had called them Hearing Aids; he’d built them himself, discovered entirely new concepts about physics and engineering just to ensure that Clint was able to hear properly. He’d gone from being able to hear only vowels, and only at a high volume, to suddenly having consonants crisp and audible and incredibly clear.
He turned it over, inspecting it for the hundredth time for faults, knowing he would find none.
“I’m sorry,” Bruce had told him, shoulders slumped in defeat. “Tony… he made them with magic. Now that he’s gone…”
Tony was gone. His magic was gone. Clint would never hear someone say his name clearly again.
He put it back in, and threw another handful of seeds, and told himself that he wasn’t angry at Stark for giving him something and taking it away without warning. That all his pain came from Tony’s death.
It was a lie, and he hated himself for it.