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16 February 2005 @ 02:32 am
I could do with some distractions, right about now.  
So I'm going to list some last lines from my stories, and if anything moves you, you can write me a ficlet. It'll be fun, I promise.

For me, anyway.

She wonders what signs Buffy will leave behind.

Maybe he’d just been waiting for Ray to thaw out a little.

"Ray, do you ever have trouble sleeping?"

And neither of them would say anything. They wouldn't have to.

When he looks up, it´s snowing

He endures, and that´s no small thing, he tells himself. It´s no small thing.

And the clock ticks on, hands slipping future-ward as two men make love in the tilted room.

He never dies. Nightmares never do.

He smiles – it’s going to be a good spring after all.

“Jonah,” it says, “Jonah.”

And this is what *you* are like in the rain.

He never knew heartbreak was filled with such stillness.

The moon pushes its way up through the thick orange of the sunset, and Clark's happy –just as he is.

He stayed that way until mornings, eyes open. Unsteady under layers of blankets, watching sun rise – alone.

She puts down the top of her convertible, and presses her foot firmly on the accelerator, and doesn't think about anything as she drives toward Smallville -- as she drives toward home.

Lex pants at the ceiling and rolls over, alone in his bridal bed.

And if you're not up to doing that, that's cool. But you know, if you maybe wanted to say something like "Lindsey and Angel are SO HOT OMG" or "I <3 Ioan Gruffudd" or just anything positive that makes you smile, that'd be neat. I need to cheer up a little before I can even thinking about dealing with my day.
Current Mood: indescribableindescribable
Current Music: Strange Fruit-Billie Holiday-Billie Holiday
Ereneirendel on February 16th, 2005 11:04 pm (UTC)
first take
He endures, and that́s no small thing, he tells himself. It́s no small thing. And as the light that will shatter the war hammers down upon him, the warrior’s thoughts are not filled by thoughts of any who he is leaving behind.

Not of the fate of his sister - strong, fiery Sidris. Not of the fate of his clan; the Star Riders have existed for a thousand years and he knows they will exist for a thousand more. Not of the enemy-ally he has just saved. Delenn, priestess and mirror.

As the Starfire Wheel opens, pouring fire along his bones, his thoughts are of who he goes to. Marcus, Minbari spirit in human shell. Neroon endures the pain, knowing his soulmate waits on the other side.
pure FORESHADOWING: angelina sexnifra_idril on February 17th, 2005 09:19 pm (UTC)
Re: first take
Oh, wow. What fandom is this? I love that -- "Starfire Wheel". That's really just an evocative name. And I like this a lot, too! I'm rooting for Neroon, and I don't even know who he is. *grins* Thank you!
Ereneirendel on February 18th, 2005 01:07 pm (UTC)
Re: first take
This is Babylon 5.

In cannon Neroon and MArcus only meet in one episode. But there are those of us who saw potential. There's a Marcus_Neroon group at Yahoo that has most of the stories that have been or are currently being written.