Ficlet: Touch, Smell, Sight, Taste, and Sound (Claire, Sawyer)
Title: Touch, Smell, Sight, Taste, and Sound
Rating: PG
Summary: Her last thought, before she loses consciousness again, is that this somehow feels an awful lot like the end of the world.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost. At all. I wish but alas...
Author's Note: Set during 'The Shape of Things to Come'. This is, I think, kind of weird.
When Claire comes to, she’s in Sawyer’s arms, feels them supporting her limp weight, carrying her as he runs (from what, she doesn’t really know). All she knows is the house had exploded (how? why?) and she hears faint pops in the distance, fire crackling all around her. The smell of burnt wood floods her nostrils, and she coughs faintly into Sawyer’s shirt. She tastes the dust of the boards that had covered her, and feels a bit like she has smoke in her mouth. She blinks to clear her eyes and only has time to see planks of wood on fire before she’s thrust through a broken window into Hurley’s waiting arms.
Her last thought, before she loses consciousness again, is that this somehow feels an awful lot like the end of the world.
Rating: PG
Summary: Her last thought, before she loses consciousness again, is that this somehow feels an awful lot like the end of the world.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost. At all. I wish but alas...
Author's Note: Set during 'The Shape of Things to Come'. This is, I think, kind of weird.
When Claire comes to, she’s in Sawyer’s arms, feels them supporting her limp weight, carrying her as he runs (from what, she doesn’t really know). All she knows is the house had exploded (how? why?) and she hears faint pops in the distance, fire crackling all around her. The smell of burnt wood floods her nostrils, and she coughs faintly into Sawyer’s shirt. She tastes the dust of the boards that had covered her, and feels a bit like she has smoke in her mouth. She blinks to clear her eyes and only has time to see planks of wood on fire before she’s thrust through a broken window into Hurley’s waiting arms.
Her last thought, before she loses consciousness again, is that this somehow feels an awful lot like the end of the world.