Do not go gentle (LoM drabble)
This is by way of an experiment, both in Life on Mars fic (I've only ever done Professionals before) and in the mechanics of Livejournaling. Here goes!
Fandom: Life on Mars
Words: 100
Rating: Greeny-white Cortina
Spoilers: none
Pairings: none
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I'd like to own Sam, but apparently I don't. Sigh.
Summary: What might have happened if Sam had decided to keep on walking...
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It's raining.
Hunched and hurrying, a scattering of people march purposefully towards their unknown destinations.
One figure, upright, striding with increasing desperation and no purpose. Taking random turns, scanning buildings, curiously peering at incurious faces. Rounds yet another corner, finds himself where he started.
Shoulders slump - he admits defeat. Sinks to his knees in the puddling damp. Hunched now, like all the others.
He stands. A striking picture he presents, arms spread wide, head thrown back, rain cascading over closed eyes and into open mouth. Raging silently against the utter injustice of it all.
He just wants to go home.
Fandom: Life on Mars
Words: 100
Rating: Greeny-white Cortina
Spoilers: none
Pairings: none
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I'd like to own Sam, but apparently I don't. Sigh.
Summary: What might have happened if Sam had decided to keep on walking...
--------------------------------
It's raining.
Hunched and hurrying, a scattering of people march purposefully towards their unknown destinations.
One figure, upright, striding with increasing desperation and no purpose. Taking random turns, scanning buildings, curiously peering at incurious faces. Rounds yet another corner, finds himself where he started.
Shoulders slump - he admits defeat. Sinks to his knees in the puddling damp. Hunched now, like all the others.
He stands. A striking picture he presents, arms spread wide, head thrown back, rain cascading over closed eyes and into open mouth. Raging silently against the utter injustice of it all.
He just wants to go home.