Moon, Day 9, Table A
Title: Moon
Author: x-erikah-x
Prompt #9: Moon
Prompt table: A
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing: John Sheppard
Word count: 280
Disclamer: Stargate belongs to MGM
MOON
By ErikaHK
John's gaze fell through the open window watching the big silver globe shining though the black sky. Its light cast eerie shadows inside the cabin, the faint gray illumination just enough to make him distinguish shapes.
He slowly got up from the leather couch, his eyes narrowing and his hands going up to his head. He flinched when it met a cut below his hairline near his temple. When he looked at his hand, he saw a small line of blood covering it.
John swayed when he stood and opened his legs wider for balance. He tried to recognize the place but emptiness filled his mind. His legs crossed a twirly path to the wooden door, its weak creek filling the silence of the night as it opened to reveal the cool outside.
A silver ring silhouetted the tress and the short grass. John looked up and saw the enormous moon shining brightly enough to weaken the stars around it. A flash of memory went through his head, the gate suddenly clear beneath hoary light. He circled around the small lodge, feeling the smooth logs under his fingertips as he used them for balance.
A small dirt path opened through the tree line behind the cabin, faintly illuminated through crowded tree tops, bringing another sparkle of instinct that told him to follow it.
He stumbled through the underbrush, crushing branches and dry leaves, holding the thin trunks around him to keep standing.
After a few minutes, it opened up to a vast clearing, the moon still above, almost touching the top of the stargate. John smiled slightly, drunken steps taking him to DHD, so he could dial home.
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Author: x-erikah-x
Prompt #9: Moon
Prompt table: A
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing: John Sheppard
Word count: 280
Disclamer: Stargate belongs to MGM
MOON
By ErikaHK
John's gaze fell through the open window watching the big silver globe shining though the black sky. Its light cast eerie shadows inside the cabin, the faint gray illumination just enough to make him distinguish shapes.
He slowly got up from the leather couch, his eyes narrowing and his hands going up to his head. He flinched when it met a cut below his hairline near his temple. When he looked at his hand, he saw a small line of blood covering it.
John swayed when he stood and opened his legs wider for balance. He tried to recognize the place but emptiness filled his mind. His legs crossed a twirly path to the wooden door, its weak creek filling the silence of the night as it opened to reveal the cool outside.
A silver ring silhouetted the tress and the short grass. John looked up and saw the enormous moon shining brightly enough to weaken the stars around it. A flash of memory went through his head, the gate suddenly clear beneath hoary light. He circled around the small lodge, feeling the smooth logs under his fingertips as he used them for balance.
A small dirt path opened through the tree line behind the cabin, faintly illuminated through crowded tree tops, bringing another sparkle of instinct that told him to follow it.
He stumbled through the underbrush, crushing branches and dry leaves, holding the thin trunks around him to keep standing.
After a few minutes, it opened up to a vast clearing, the moon still above, almost touching the top of the stargate. John smiled slightly, drunken steps taking him to DHD, so he could dial home.
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