Star Trek XI -- "Exorcism"
for cryptic_reign, prompt: lightning storms
Exorcism | G | 100 words | complete
Riverside, Iowa is a flat, scrubby brown. The desolation is the same as Jim remembers, the grey-green clouds rolling in only add to the general foreboding. Jim doesn’t know why he’s come back to this place, and for a minute he’s suffocating...
Then there’s a warm wall against his back and Jim can breathe again, taking in ozone and the clean smell of rain as the sky opens up, falling on their heads, lightning in the distance.
“It is illogical to risk illness,” Spock says, and leads them into the house, once full of anger but now full of promise.
Feedback is better than chocolate.
Exorcism | G | 100 words | complete
Riverside, Iowa is a flat, scrubby brown. The desolation is the same as Jim remembers, the grey-green clouds rolling in only add to the general foreboding. Jim doesn’t know why he’s come back to this place, and for a minute he’s suffocating...
Then there’s a warm wall against his back and Jim can breathe again, taking in ozone and the clean smell of rain as the sky opens up, falling on their heads, lightning in the distance.
“It is illogical to risk illness,” Spock says, and leads them into the house, once full of anger but now full of promise.
Feedback is better than chocolate.