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rainbowfic2015-08-19 02:37 am
bookblather) wrote in rainbowfic2015-08-19 02:37 am
Milk Bottle 20, Dragon Scale Green 10, Flame 10: Long Way Down
Author: Kat
Title: Long Way Down
Story: Shine Like It Does - CIA AU
Colors: Milk bottle 20 (Calliope), dragon scale green 10 ("Old dragons, like old thorns, can still prick. And I am a very old dragon." ― Jane Yolen), flame 10 (lighter)
Supplies and Materials: Miniature, graffiti (Lilith Faire Village Stage: Bottom of the River, Delta Rae), charcoal, eraser (CIA AU), oils (the daily grind), fabric (this image), bichromatic
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Terrible things are about to happen.
Warnings: violence, gun violence
Notes: I should probably post the stuff I wrote, huh. Same female character as in Killers, but again, literally all I know about her. I am going to have this beautifully creepy song stuck in my head forever.
The train whistles, long and lonely, curling around her spine. Terrible things are about to happen. The thought makes her shiver happily.
She flicks the lighter in her hand-- open, shut, open, shut-- thumbs the revolver's trigger in her other. Such a long time she's been at this; such a very, very long time though she's still young. It never gets old, though.
The train is coming. The tracks are vibrating now. Open, shut.
She waits, breathless. Soon now. She can see sparks from the wheels.
The train roars by, drowning the gunshot. In the trees, cicadas moan.
Open, shut.
Title: Long Way Down
Story: Shine Like It Does - CIA AU
Colors: Milk bottle 20 (Calliope), dragon scale green 10 ("Old dragons, like old thorns, can still prick. And I am a very old dragon." ― Jane Yolen), flame 10 (lighter)
Supplies and Materials: Miniature, graffiti (Lilith Faire Village Stage: Bottom of the River, Delta Rae), charcoal, eraser (CIA AU), oils (the daily grind), fabric (this image), bichromatic
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Terrible things are about to happen.
Warnings: violence, gun violence
Notes: I should probably post the stuff I wrote, huh. Same female character as in Killers, but again, literally all I know about her. I am going to have this beautifully creepy song stuck in my head forever.
The train whistles, long and lonely, curling around her spine. Terrible things are about to happen. The thought makes her shiver happily.
She flicks the lighter in her hand-- open, shut, open, shut-- thumbs the revolver's trigger in her other. Such a long time she's been at this; such a very, very long time though she's still young. It never gets old, though.
The train is coming. The tracks are vibrating now. Open, shut.
She waits, breathless. Soon now. She can see sparks from the wheels.
The train roars by, drowning the gunshot. In the trees, cicadas moan.
Open, shut.