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rainbowfic2012-09-26 07:01 pm
sharpeningthebones) wrote in rainbowfic2012-09-26 07:01 pm
Entry tags:
Atomic Tangerione, Quill Grey
Name: Charley
Story: None
Colors: Atomic Tangerine (the end of the world), Quill Grey (I'm not a very good writer, but I'm an excellent rewriter. - James Michener )
Word Count: 278
Rating: PG-13 for language
Warnings: None
I wake up knowing the world is going to end. It's not paranoia, or anything like that, it's a simple feeling inside me, a feeling that says all of this is going to end soon.
So I kiss the person I love, I tell my friends they're wonderful and I sit on the roof of my house, waiting to see the end of it all.
~
He wakes up knowing the world is going to end.
His heart races, his body shakes. Everything about him is panic. He holds his wife close, he tells her he loves her, he tells his children that they are beautiful and he tries his damndest to spend the last moments he has doing something lovely.
~
She woke up knowing the world was going to end.
She lives alone, is estranged from her parents and alienated herself from her friends. She doesn't know what to do and so she sits in her room reading a book, waiting for everything to fall down around her.
~
“This isn't getting anywhere” they complain, staring at the screen. “I'm writing the same shit over and over again.”
Nothing responds, which is probably a good thing as they were the only one in eht eroo. Another shot of alcohol though and things might just start getting that sort of interesting.
“Maybe I should just say fuck the apocalypse,” they mutter. “Go for something cheery.
~
I wake up with the sun in my eyes, wind whipping around me. The world feels new, feels peculiar.
I get to my feet, look around, and think, “Maybe this is the start sf something new.”
Story: None
Colors: Atomic Tangerine (the end of the world), Quill Grey (I'm not a very good writer, but I'm an excellent rewriter. - James Michener )
Word Count: 278
Rating: PG-13 for language
Warnings: None
I wake up knowing the world is going to end. It's not paranoia, or anything like that, it's a simple feeling inside me, a feeling that says all of this is going to end soon.
So I kiss the person I love, I tell my friends they're wonderful and I sit on the roof of my house, waiting to see the end of it all.
~
He wakes up knowing the world is going to end.
His heart races, his body shakes. Everything about him is panic. He holds his wife close, he tells her he loves her, he tells his children that they are beautiful and he tries his damndest to spend the last moments he has doing something lovely.
~
She woke up knowing the world was going to end.
She lives alone, is estranged from her parents and alienated herself from her friends. She doesn't know what to do and so she sits in her room reading a book, waiting for everything to fall down around her.
~
“This isn't getting anywhere” they complain, staring at the screen. “I'm writing the same shit over and over again.”
Nothing responds, which is probably a good thing as they were the only one in eht eroo. Another shot of alcohol though and things might just start getting that sort of interesting.
“Maybe I should just say fuck the apocalypse,” they mutter. “Go for something cheery.
~
I wake up with the sun in my eyes, wind whipping around me. The world feels new, feels peculiar.
I get to my feet, look around, and think, “Maybe this is the start sf something new.”