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rainbowfic2014-07-16 08:30 pm
dark_kana) wrote in rainbowfic2014-07-16 08:30 pm
Chalk white 1 - Spilt ink 8 - Miniature - Glitter - Photography
Name: Kana
Title: Acceptance
Story: Memories once stolen
Characters: Nelly
Colors: Chalk white 1. “If the track is tough and the hill is rough, THINKING you can just ain't enough!” - Spilt ink 8. Being enlightened doesn't mean being happy. It means you're ok even when things aren't.
Supplies and Styles: Miniature – Glitter (Hardships often prepare ordinary people for extraordinary destiny." – C.S. Lewis) - Photography
Word count: 100
Rating: PG
Summary: Nelly accepting leadership.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
Other prompt used: Stress
She is crying. Alone in her room. Shutting out everybody else. Her brother. Her lover. Everybody.
She doesn’t know why she agreed with this. This isn’t her. She is no leader. Lacks the courage to be one. And yet everybody seems to think she is. And what’s worse… Everybody listens… She doesn’t understand. But they listen to her. No argument. Whatever she says, will be done… Whatever she says. There is no escape…
Taking a deep breath, she tries to calm her nerves. There is no going back now. Tomorrow the rebellion will begin. Tomorrow she will lead the revolution.
Title: Acceptance
Story: Memories once stolen
Characters: Nelly
Colors: Chalk white 1. “If the track is tough and the hill is rough, THINKING you can just ain't enough!” - Spilt ink 8. Being enlightened doesn't mean being happy. It means you're ok even when things aren't.
Supplies and Styles: Miniature – Glitter (Hardships often prepare ordinary people for extraordinary destiny." – C.S. Lewis) - Photography
Word count: 100
Rating: PG
Summary: Nelly accepting leadership.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
Other prompt used: Stress
She is crying. Alone in her room. Shutting out everybody else. Her brother. Her lover. Everybody.
She doesn’t know why she agreed with this. This isn’t her. She is no leader. Lacks the courage to be one. And yet everybody seems to think she is. And what’s worse… Everybody listens… She doesn’t understand. But they listen to her. No argument. Whatever she says, will be done… Whatever she says. There is no escape…
Taking a deep breath, she tries to calm her nerves. There is no going back now. Tomorrow the rebellion will begin. Tomorrow she will lead the revolution.
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