Whisper Drabble

[zilentdreamer]

  Khailee burst into the room, heart in her throat as she lunged for the small crib in the corner.  Her hands latching onto the sides, she stared down at the tousled blankets, the small indent that her son’s slight weight had left behind.

Her son was gone, stolen away when she least expected it.

Khailee blinked as her grip tightened

Comments

[kohara_aho177]

you...always leave me wanting more....
that was so good though!! I'm (still) excited for this full story! you'll get it done in time ^^

[zilentdreamer]

I hope so...*sigh*

Until then, I can content myself with torturing you I suppose.

[kohara_aho177]

i would be surprised if you didn't haha

[mee_eep]

lovely lot of tension/anguish!

Very emotive, really want to read more.

[zilentdreamer]

And you will....as soon as i write it.

hehehe

[charisstoma]

Perhaps I am not like everyone else but perhaps I am. I loved the feeling of power. Of being able to rip the world apart if need be to have my child safe with me again or have a vengence so terrible on whoever stole that child from me. To have the power to end the world or rescue the one I love. Yes, that would be very satisfying.
*gives angelic smile* And I'd use it only for good.

[zilentdreamer]

That was actually what I was going for. The primal part of everyone that will do what needs to be done when someone we care about is in danger.

I suppose I would use it for good...just depends on how you define 'good'.