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Well, chat was fun ::g:: New person came, we talked about fics, apparently my drabbles challenge has inspired and infuriated in equal measure.
And aspersions were cast on my ability to write a death fic in 100 words or less. Oh, ye of little faith ::g::
Double Death Drabble
Grief claws at my insides, ripping, rending, tearing me apart. It chokes me, smothering me until I can't breathe through the pain of it, gasping, agonised in the cold night air. My eyes closed, clenched tightly shut with pain, or open, leaking tears, makes no difference. I see him; bleeding, shattered, blue eyes open, staring sightlessly up into the sky.
Oh Christ. Oh Chris. How could it go so wrong? A simple op, a single, misplaced bullet and now I'm alone, bereft, shattered myself.
Grief claws at my insides until my hand slides around the cool handle of my gun.
And aspersions were cast on my ability to write a death fic in 100 words or less. Oh, ye of little faith ::g::
Double Death Drabble
Grief claws at my insides, ripping, rending, tearing me apart. It chokes me, smothering me until I can't breathe through the pain of it, gasping, agonised in the cold night air. My eyes closed, clenched tightly shut with pain, or open, leaking tears, makes no difference. I see him; bleeding, shattered, blue eyes open, staring sightlessly up into the sky.
Oh Christ. Oh Chris. How could it go so wrong? A simple op, a single, misplaced bullet and now I'm alone, bereft, shattered myself.
Grief claws at my insides until my hand slides around the cool handle of my gun.