It all depends on your point of view
Title: Prisoner
Author: Tesla
Summary: Fred during the summer
Rating: G
Spoilers: first two seasons of Angel
Feedback: Writing on the walls at Tesla@hiwaay.net
Archive: Okay
Disclaimer: The characters used within
are the property of Mutant Enemy,
Twentieth Century Fox, and of course Joss Whedon.
This was a drabble for the "Open On Sunday"
100 words challenge: Punishment
When they leave at night, she's all alone. This
would be no punishment to a cave-dweller
except for the worry that it's all a dream
within a dream. She could wake up back
on the furs, back with the shadows on the wall and
the pool of water.
There's no way to tell.
Water comes from a tap, here, and she
didn't forget it. It's just hard to believe that
she has a door, and a lock, and no collar.
There could a dimension ripple at any time.
At night, she sleeps in his closet,
where his shredded leather coat still
smells of woodsmoke.