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Twilight #1; Light Black #21; Beet Red #30 [Divide & Rule]
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Name: Rusted Edges
Story: Divide & Rule/Heroes of the Revolution
Colors: Twilight #1 (Ode); Light Black #21 (use); Beet Red #30 (Live to fight another day)
Supplies and Styles: Paint-by-Numbers frombookblather (Jack writes) + Seedbeads + Graffiti - October Challenge (Fictober prompt #2 "it's been a long time.")
Word Count: 244
Rating: PG
Warnings:
Notes: 1991; Jack Brayfield.
Summary: Jack doesn't write any more.
Jack had officially given up writing a long time ago. His job at the newspaper had eventually become too much even for him to take. It remained, though, indelibly part of him, and he had penned the odd piece for the underground newsletters—the sort of thing Afzal would have scoffed at. Afzal had always been more direct about rebellion. That was why he was no longer here, and Jack was.
Meeting Charles, though; that shook something loose. This was no time to hide behind excuses. Jack was alive—hale and whole enough—and Hallam had gone.
Jack pulled his old typewriter out of the sideboard and removed the cover. He looked down at it for a long minute, before feeding in a sheet of paper, and sitting down to type.
... Hallam is dead, and so must all his rigidly utilitarian ideas die with him. Time to talk of something Mr Hallam never found useful, if some of us can still remember that utility is not the whole of life.
It's time to talk of poetry. Let us pull the remaining books down from the shelves, dust them off, and set the words free.
That last decade before the world fell in our heads had its own prophets. One of them was Afzal Sayid, speaking his mind in sharp phrases, with an ear for the rhythm of a line—and an underlying anger.
Time to speak the words out loud again.
Time to listen.
Name: Rusted Edges
Story: Divide & Rule/Heroes of the Revolution
Colors: Twilight #1 (Ode); Light Black #21 (use); Beet Red #30 (Live to fight another day)
Supplies and Styles: Paint-by-Numbers from
bookblather (Jack writes) + Seedbeads + Graffiti - October Challenge (Fictober prompt #2 "it's been a long time.")Word Count: 244
Rating: PG
Warnings:
Notes: 1991; Jack Brayfield.
Summary: Jack doesn't write any more.
Jack had officially given up writing a long time ago. His job at the newspaper had eventually become too much even for him to take. It remained, though, indelibly part of him, and he had penned the odd piece for the underground newsletters—the sort of thing Afzal would have scoffed at. Afzal had always been more direct about rebellion. That was why he was no longer here, and Jack was.
Meeting Charles, though; that shook something loose. This was no time to hide behind excuses. Jack was alive—hale and whole enough—and Hallam had gone.
Jack pulled his old typewriter out of the sideboard and removed the cover. He looked down at it for a long minute, before feeding in a sheet of paper, and sitting down to type.
... Hallam is dead, and so must all his rigidly utilitarian ideas die with him. Time to talk of something Mr Hallam never found useful, if some of us can still remember that utility is not the whole of life.
It's time to talk of poetry. Let us pull the remaining books down from the shelves, dust them off, and set the words free.
That last decade before the world fell in our heads had its own prophets. One of them was Afzal Sayid, speaking his mind in sharp phrases, with an ear for the rhythm of a line—and an underlying anger.
Time to speak the words out loud again.
Time to listen.
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1) "But people have problems that are worse than mine/I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time." Stand Still, Look Pretty, The Wreckers
2) https://64.media.tumblr.com/1880f54617fb7285e7c9acc7db993a09/a5625f96e28a4d41-81/s540x810/030dc8ceac43f5277500399c9539501177aea2c4.jpg
3) https://www.flickr.com/photos/paullew/12790974213/
4) https://40.media.tumblr.com/f2129beded175350600738320f0ed209/tumblr_nuftkuVVBS1rba36po1_r1_400.jpg