Saturday Morning

[didzease]

Title: Saturday Morning
Rating: G
Word Count: 532
Disclaimer: I don't own the Beatles, this fic is only a segment of my imagination.
Summary: Ah! The Savage Young Beatles, yet again. Set in the winter after John and Paul met. Pre-slash.
A/N: For my personal prompt “early”. I let myself be inspired by these lyrics by Eels.

Comments

[quazonic]

That was brilliant. :D Just...really brilliant. I love how certain Paul is that the dream will come true. And the last line! Specifically "making the people scream and their hearts sing" - beautiful. :D

[beagle_agent]

Beautiful and absolutely awesome!

Astrid

[wila_lennon]

This is a great writing, as always I love your ability to transport me to the place yu are describing with your words. This is my favorite line, the image is gorgeous and I can feel like I can see with my very eyes the image thatpaul is watching.

"When Paul awoke that morning, it was far too early. The sun hadn't decided to rise yet, and a last silver shimmering of the moon, slowly hiding behind the houses, was still visible when he peered through the slit in his curtain. It wasn't dark as night anymore, but still far too dark to really see anything."

Love IT!!!

[emiliaparanoica]

Great job with the atmosphere here. An ordinary boy awoken by his future somehow. Love these little evocative pieces.

[lukinha_jesus]

A very nice piece, dearie. ^^ I didn't have time to read it earlier, but I'm glad I came back for it now. :)