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rainbowfic2012-07-31 11:50 pm
shadowsong26) wrote in rainbowfic2012-07-31 11:50 pm
TARDIS Blue #14, Eisenhower Green #14, White Opal #16
Name: shadowsong26
Story: Rebirth
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: TARDIS Blue #14. Now listen to me, you young idiot; you're not so much gullible as you are idealistic., Eisenhower Green #14. every kung fu movie ever made can't be wrong, White Opal #16. Living inside one's own mind
Supplies and Materials: photography, miniature, eraser (Confessions AU), novelty beads (Infinitesimal gradations), feathers, chalk, beading wire, glitter ("Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday." - John Wayne)
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Isshiri
Warnings: Enslavement.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. This takes place in spring in an alternate 987 FY Last TARDIS Blue!
The rain felt different.
Isshiri blinked hazily as he was pulled out of his cell. It felt...
If the rain of the last few weeks (months? years?) since his capture had felt toxic, this...
Not healing.
Rejuvenating.
There were dots of color on the ground--pale purple and swathes of green.
Isshiri managed a dazed little smile--must have bewildered his handlers in so doing. But things were growing. And even if the rain wasn't quite warm yet, it would be soon, and the air would follow. He'd get better, stronger; his head would clear, and soon...
He'd be free.
Story: Rebirth
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: TARDIS Blue #14. Now listen to me, you young idiot; you're not so much gullible as you are idealistic., Eisenhower Green #14. every kung fu movie ever made can't be wrong, White Opal #16. Living inside one's own mind
Supplies and Materials: photography, miniature, eraser (Confessions AU), novelty beads (Infinitesimal gradations), feathers, chalk, beading wire, glitter ("Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday." - John Wayne)
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Isshiri
Warnings: Enslavement.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. This takes place in spring in an alternate 987 FY Last TARDIS Blue!
The rain felt different.
Isshiri blinked hazily as he was pulled out of his cell. It felt...
If the rain of the last few weeks (months? years?) since his capture had felt toxic, this...
Not healing.
Rejuvenating.
There were dots of color on the ground--pale purple and swathes of green.
Isshiri managed a dazed little smile--must have bewildered his handlers in so doing. But things were growing. And even if the rain wasn't quite warm yet, it would be soon, and the air would follow. He'd get better, stronger; his head would clear, and soon...
He'd be free.
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Yeah, he's clinging to every little bit of optimism he can find.