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rainbowfic2015-08-13 10:00 pm
rootsofthestories) wrote in rainbowfic2015-08-13 10:00 pm
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Name: Sebastian
Title: oh the places you'll go.
Story: And the devil makes Three
Colors: Spilt Ink: 7. Always have something to look forward to. Make something up right now. Something you want to do. Someplace you want to be. Someone you want to meet. And look forward to it.
Supplies: Eraser (that one horrible AU), graffiti (Lilith Faire Second Stage)
Word Count: 157
Rating: R
Warnings: someone being held against their will
Notes: I may go for the hatrick of horrible verse for Lilith Faire. And then do another awesome lady tomorrow. But for now, more Molly.
She dreams.
Of worlds, of light of freedom. She dreams of the places she'll go, of the people she'l meet.
There are wondrous things waiting for her if she can only--
He calls her name. Not her name, the name she was given. The name she will shed one day. Maybe
"Annabelle, Annabelle where have you been."
He sing-songs it, just like he does every time she drifts off. She hates it, hates the way he teases her.
One day though, one day she'l have her way. Be out of here, be fre. Taste the world outside and know she will never have to come back here. Come back to Him.
Fuck it, she thinks. She'll burn this place to the ground and let new, wonderful things grow on op of it.
Scorch the Earth, then raise it anew. Make something better out of this hole.
She'll make something wonderful here one day, she's determined of that.
Title: oh the places you'll go.
Story: And the devil makes Three
Colors: Spilt Ink: 7. Always have something to look forward to. Make something up right now. Something you want to do. Someplace you want to be. Someone you want to meet. And look forward to it.
Supplies: Eraser (that one horrible AU), graffiti (Lilith Faire Second Stage)
Word Count: 157
Rating: R
Warnings: someone being held against their will
Notes: I may go for the hatrick of horrible verse for Lilith Faire. And then do another awesome lady tomorrow. But for now, more Molly.
She dreams.
Of worlds, of light of freedom. She dreams of the places she'll go, of the people she'l meet.
There are wondrous things waiting for her if she can only--
He calls her name. Not her name, the name she was given. The name she will shed one day. Maybe
"Annabelle, Annabelle where have you been."
He sing-songs it, just like he does every time she drifts off. She hates it, hates the way he teases her.
One day though, one day she'l have her way. Be out of here, be fre. Taste the world outside and know she will never have to come back here. Come back to Him.
Fuck it, she thinks. She'll burn this place to the ground and let new, wonderful things grow on op of it.
Scorch the Earth, then raise it anew. Make something better out of this hole.
She'll make something wonderful here one day, she's determined of that.