non-character-specific drabble

Feb 26, 2011 19:18

 [Angst, undefined in the people involved.]

After the explosion, after the ringing finally stopped, other things emerged to have also stopped.

When you stirred a cup of tea the spoon didn’t clink, and you had to hold the rim of the cup to prove it hadn’t suddenly become something that isn’t china. When you woke up in the morning on the second floor ( Read more... )

fic, drabbles, angst

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pargoletta February 27 2011, 04:10:27 UTC
Lovely. Spare and elegant, and quietly tragic.

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ang_the_adverse March 1 2011, 18:14:32 UTC
Wow, totally wasn't expecting a response to this as I didn't pimp it anywhere. These reviews just made my day. >.< Thank you!

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owensheart February 27 2011, 09:53:34 UTC
Oh this was awesome.

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ang_the_adverse March 1 2011, 18:15:25 UTC
Thank you!
Like I said above, I wasn't expecting any response so this made me really happy!

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chelseareinsel February 27 2018, 08:31:08 UTC
Low pitch is hard to hear, yeah? So you're saying someone is listening with their heart or pulse or whatnot. And I hope that's what was written, because it seems beautiful. (But the idea is too hidden to be sure). This entry is nice.

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