Torchwood drabble: At the End of the Day | Owen | G
Title: At the End of the Day You're Another Day Colder
Author: rustydog
Characters: Owen
Rating/warnings: G
Notes: Written for tw100 challenge #166 Gilt/Guilt. Dangit, these things keep coming out depressing.
The thin clouds of the afternoon were eventually whisked away as if they had never existed. Near dusk, more substantial clouds arrived and arranged themselves like sentinels in front of the setting sun. As if it were trying to escape, the sun sent out flaring rays in every direction and made the guards themselves glow, rimmed with gold.
In the window of a grounded aeroplane was the reflection of a second drama, happening in the eastern sky: bold strokes of salmon and purple and a silver crescent moon rising.
Done with waiting, numb, Owen turned away. Diane wasn't coming back.
Author: rustydog
Characters: Owen
Rating/warnings: G
Notes: Written for tw100 challenge #166 Gilt/Guilt. Dangit, these things keep coming out depressing.
The thin clouds of the afternoon were eventually whisked away as if they had never existed. Near dusk, more substantial clouds arrived and arranged themselves like sentinels in front of the setting sun. As if it were trying to escape, the sun sent out flaring rays in every direction and made the guards themselves glow, rimmed with gold.
In the window of a grounded aeroplane was the reflection of a second drama, happening in the eastern sky: bold strokes of salmon and purple and a silver crescent moon rising.
Done with waiting, numb, Owen turned away. Diane wasn't coming back.