Drabble #?
For anonymous_sibyl
Lindsey
Lindsey. Final season Lindsey. Doing anything or anyone you damn well please.
100 words
Caged like a feral dog. Surrounded by cold, steel bars that couldn't be argued with, couldn't be swayed by debates, skewed logic, the truth. Lindsey paced the square of concrete. Never could stand being locked up. And now, by him ...
Unacceptable.
He spat at the cameras that watched. He threw his food until they shackled him. He kicked the guards until they hobbled him. He hit his head against the wall until they tied him to his cot and he knew it must have been the scent of his blood that finally brought him company in the dark.
:)
Lindsey
Lindsey. Final season Lindsey. Doing anything or anyone you damn well please.
100 words
Caged like a feral dog. Surrounded by cold, steel bars that couldn't be argued with, couldn't be swayed by debates, skewed logic, the truth. Lindsey paced the square of concrete. Never could stand being locked up. And now, by him ...
Unacceptable.
He spat at the cameras that watched. He threw his food until they shackled him. He kicked the guards until they hobbled him. He hit his head against the wall until they tied him to his cot and he knew it must have been the scent of his blood that finally brought him company in the dark.
:)