DAY 22: Splashing Through Puddles
Title: Spalshing Through Puddles
Author: theladymore
Prompt #: 22) Puddle
Prompt table: I
Fandom: Les Miserables
Rating: G
Character/Pairing: Eponine Therandier
Word count: 159
Disclamer: Every character in the fandom is property of their owners. I am just using them for my own creativity.
Summary: Eponine always loved the rain.
Eponine always loved the rain. The sound it made as it hit the ground. The way it felt when it touched her skin . Most of all she loved the puddles that often resulted from heavy rain falling from the sky.
As a child she found them to be he ultimate plaything. She would run through at a high speed and see how high the water would jump. Then she would look at her reflection and see it ripple in the water.
Things have changed. She grew up and instead of living a life of comfort she now lives in a life of shambles. She is cold and starving and the rain that falls on her skin burns like fire. As she walks the streets she finds a puddle. For old times sake she simply dips her foot into the shallow water.
The image breaks into a thousand pieces and it's only a reflection of how she feels inside...broken.
Author: theladymore
Prompt #: 22) Puddle
Prompt table: I
Fandom: Les Miserables
Rating: G
Character/Pairing: Eponine Therandier
Word count: 159
Disclamer: Every character in the fandom is property of their owners. I am just using them for my own creativity.
Summary: Eponine always loved the rain.
Eponine always loved the rain. The sound it made as it hit the ground. The way it felt when it touched her skin . Most of all she loved the puddles that often resulted from heavy rain falling from the sky.
As a child she found them to be he ultimate plaything. She would run through at a high speed and see how high the water would jump. Then she would look at her reflection and see it ripple in the water.
Things have changed. She grew up and instead of living a life of comfort she now lives in a life of shambles. She is cold and starving and the rain that falls on her skin burns like fire. As she walks the streets she finds a puddle. For old times sake she simply dips her foot into the shallow water.
The image breaks into a thousand pieces and it's only a reflection of how she feels inside...broken.