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rainbowfic2015-08-17 09:47 pm
rootsofthestories) wrote in rainbowfic2015-08-17 09:47 pm
Entry tags:
Under the bed black
Name: Sebastian
Title: you are a runner
Story: With The Stars In Mind (need a tag, please!)
Colors: Under The Bed Black: 18. Insomnia
Supplies: graffiti (Lilith Faire Second Stage)
Word Count: 244
Rating: G
Warnings: None really.
Notes: Brains are hard, how do commentary?
Although she did sleep, and even sometimes more than a few hours at a time, she often found herself awake, wandering her ship, considering a landing and seeing what this or that place has to offer. She's a curious creature, always wanting to see something new and say hello to someone who might want to talk.
But there are times she wants to do nothing but sleep and she simply can't It's too hard, there's too much to do. The world is abuzz all the time and she can't just abandon that for sleep. What if she missed something?
On those days, she finds herself, tired as she is, landing her ship here or there, casting her wards so no one may enter or tinker with her, and then she's off.
Boots or bare feet, it didn't mater, she took to the ground like a bird did, awkward and a little off. She's not used to the way the planets give off energy, the feeling of a whole world moving under her feet.
Her feet are hardly ever steady.
But she pushes forth nonetheless, looking around and seeing what she can see. Only when she's falling asleep on her feet does she decide to return.
And her ship will be there, siting patiently and waiting. She'l disarm the wards, slip inside and finally, after enough effort has bee put in and she can't will herself to keep standing, will she fall asleep.
Title: you are a runner
Story: With The Stars In Mind (need a tag, please!)
Colors: Under The Bed Black: 18. Insomnia
Supplies: graffiti (Lilith Faire Second Stage)
Word Count: 244
Rating: G
Warnings: None really.
Notes: Brains are hard, how do commentary?
Although she did sleep, and even sometimes more than a few hours at a time, she often found herself awake, wandering her ship, considering a landing and seeing what this or that place has to offer. She's a curious creature, always wanting to see something new and say hello to someone who might want to talk.
But there are times she wants to do nothing but sleep and she simply can't It's too hard, there's too much to do. The world is abuzz all the time and she can't just abandon that for sleep. What if she missed something?
On those days, she finds herself, tired as she is, landing her ship here or there, casting her wards so no one may enter or tinker with her, and then she's off.
Boots or bare feet, it didn't mater, she took to the ground like a bird did, awkward and a little off. She's not used to the way the planets give off energy, the feeling of a whole world moving under her feet.
Her feet are hardly ever steady.
But she pushes forth nonetheless, looking around and seeing what she can see. Only when she's falling asleep on her feet does she decide to return.
And her ship will be there, siting patiently and waiting. She'l disarm the wards, slip inside and finally, after enough effort has bee put in and she can't will herself to keep standing, will she fall asleep.