And another drabble.
Title: Short-Circuiting Sorrow
Author: babies stole my dingo (agilebrit)
Fandom: Angel
Rating: PG
Length: Drabble (100 words)
Disclaimer: Joss is the genius behind these characters; I am but a lowly follower. I make no money from any of this, so please don’t sue me.
Written for: open_on_sunday's "Fathers" challenge.
Notes: Illyria's POV during TGIQ.
Wesley's grief was bad enough. The stench of it fills my nostrils like the decay of thousands of dead creatures left on a battlefield to rot in the sun. He and the shell were not even mates as such, but he is nearly incapacitated.
A father's affection for his offspring is deeper. Wesley had attempted to kill me, when I first manifested. I can only imagine how Roger Burkle would feel. The thought of his sorrow when he learns of the shell's fate nauseates me. I cannot bear it.
And so I won't, I decide, as I take her form.
Author: babies stole my dingo (agilebrit)
Fandom: Angel
Rating: PG
Length: Drabble (100 words)
Disclaimer: Joss is the genius behind these characters; I am but a lowly follower. I make no money from any of this, so please don’t sue me.
Written for: open_on_sunday's "Fathers" challenge.
Notes: Illyria's POV during TGIQ.
Wesley's grief was bad enough. The stench of it fills my nostrils like the decay of thousands of dead creatures left on a battlefield to rot in the sun. He and the shell were not even mates as such, but he is nearly incapacitated.
A father's affection for his offspring is deeper. Wesley had attempted to kill me, when I first manifested. I can only imagine how Roger Burkle would feel. The thought of his sorrow when he learns of the shell's fate nauseates me. I cannot bear it.
And so I won't, I decide, as I take her form.