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rainbowfic2015-08-01 09:03 pm
starphotographs) wrote in rainbowfic2015-08-01 09:03 pm
Entry tags:
Baby Pink 8
Name: starphotographs
Story: Universe B
Supplies and Styles: Graffiti (Summer Carnival, Duck Gallery: http://s1241.photobucket.com/user/rainbowficmods/media/Dead%20Time%202015/tumblr_nlkm9yHtze1qzprlbo5_540.png.html ), Miniature
Characters: Milo
Colors: Baby Pink 8 (All you can do is lay back and go meet Jesus.)
Word Count: 89
Rating: PG
Warnings: Choose not to warn.
Summary: Coping, Milo-style.
Note: Tablet fiction strikes again! I'm a friggin' maniac. :P
I knew I wasn't going to be around much longer.
Take that as you will.
So I dealt with the day by imagining oceans I might never see.
When my lips started stinging and bleeding from the cold, dry wind whipping across my face, I thought about sunburn and salt.
I woke up in the middle of the night, shaking and sweaty, and thought about moonlit water. Crashing waves.
It stopped working a few hours later, when I woke up again, lungs filled with blood.
And thought about drowning.
starphotographsStory: Universe B
Supplies and Styles: Graffiti (Summer Carnival, Duck Gallery: http://s1241.photobucket.com/user/rainbowficmods/media/Dead%20Time%202015/tumblr_nlkm9yHtze1qzprlbo5_540.png.html ), Miniature
Characters: Milo
Colors: Baby Pink 8 (All you can do is lay back and go meet Jesus.)
Word Count: 89
Rating: PG
Warnings: Choose not to warn.
Summary: Coping, Milo-style.
Note: Tablet fiction strikes again! I'm a friggin' maniac. :P
I knew I wasn't going to be around much longer.
Take that as you will.
So I dealt with the day by imagining oceans I might never see.
When my lips started stinging and bleeding from the cold, dry wind whipping across my face, I thought about sunburn and salt.
I woke up in the middle of the night, shaking and sweaty, and thought about moonlit water. Crashing waves.
It stopped working a few hours later, when I woke up again, lungs filled with blood.
And thought about drowning.
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It's got oceans, blood and Milo.
I need nothing else.
Thank you.
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*steals Milo away and fixes him up and sticks him in a comfy chair on the beach and hisses at anyone coming near*
*ESPECIALLY YOU*