jeremiah_fic #050 - Dark

Aug 30, 2007 23:18

It’s dark.

Dark, and stuffy. Markus coughs, spits grime, reaches up a hand to wipe his mouth - but the hand is gritty, dirty, covered in dust.

Markus shifts, presses a palm against the wall. Rough, irregular surface - oh, oh god. It’s the cave, the cave with the ammunition storage. And now it’s collapsed, and he’s trapped, he’s trapped ( Read more... )

gen, jeremiah

Leave a comment

Comments 11

eirenical January 22 2011, 07:14:07 UTC
OK, again with the love. ^_^ You write Markus so well. I love that dichotomy that we see so clearly here -- between Markus' need to lay down his burden and be selfish for a moment and his need to be the man who puts himself forward to support everyone else. And that scene with Megan... ;_; Oh, Markus... So sad. Another wonderful fic. ^_^ Thanks again!

Reply


Leave a comment

Up