November
written for xf_drabble
Title: November
Author: CrashPadRedux
Spoilers: Pilot
Word Count: 112
Challenge #5: First Lines, this one from J.M. Barrie's Peter Pan
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm, no foul.
All children, except one, grow up.
This is what he thinks when he imagines the corsage she wears to her high school prom, when he pictures the smile on her face at her wedding, when he dreams of sitting beside her as she cradles her child in her arms. A whirling kaleidoscope of images that never were and never may be.
Every November, this is what he thinks, as another year passes with more questions than answers, as his endless search becomes less of a quest and more of a joke. These are the thoughts that haunt him as the last of the leaves fall to the ground and are crushed underfoot.
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Title: November
Author: CrashPadRedux
Spoilers: Pilot
Word Count: 112
Challenge #5: First Lines, this one from J.M. Barrie's Peter Pan
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm, no foul.
All children, except one, grow up.
This is what he thinks when he imagines the corsage she wears to her high school prom, when he pictures the smile on her face at her wedding, when he dreams of sitting beside her as she cradles her child in her arms. A whirling kaleidoscope of images that never were and never may be.
Every November, this is what he thinks, as another year passes with more questions than answers, as his endless search becomes less of a quest and more of a joke. These are the thoughts that haunt him as the last of the leaves fall to the ground and are crushed underfoot.
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