A ficlet. And zombies.

Sep 25, 2004 22:19

Uh. My cerebrum has dessicated into a burnt-up little seed. This journal is atrophying. And on. Thus, random!fic happens wherein I mightily dick over a) BtVS Season 2 canon, and b) the logic of starting fires. For a good cause, I assure you.

Title: Lions
Words: 1,312
Summary: Lions always hit the heights.

'Cause we take this world by storm / We don't look back )

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dodyskin September 28 2004, 04:46:10 UTC
I like this a lot. Particularly this:

Drusilla pirouettes around the store, turning out her skirt, fish-white arms twining and swimming over her head. And there's still that strange song, warbling closer under Spike's skin now, the sound of blood in stasis.

Beautiful.

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witling October 4 2004, 13:09:32 UTC
I love this story. Love your economy of language, the way you get the phrases so right. Beautiful. Want to continue with it? Want to play tag with it? Is there anything else I could do to keep you writing?

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tesla321 November 23 2004, 22:52:45 UTC
Everything beautifully encapsulated in the end, with the bundling of the unnamed (to Spike) Scooby in the backseat, to be the Angel replacement.

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athousanderrors December 2 2004, 16:18:46 UTC
eeee, how i love teh spike. wonderful ficlet, just what i needed.
and Spaced? So wonderful...Being british, i got to watch it on channel 4 aaaages ago :D and now i own the dvds. and yes, Simon Pegg is my oddly-attractive-in-a-wierd-way boy of the moment.

You've got red on you - genius!

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