Good habits, vol.3
Oct. 31st, 2006 10:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
calimeI was, well, umm, sleeping yesterday. Not cultivating writing habits. Trying to be better today...
A double drabble for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
highlander100 All Souls' challenge (#114)
100 words x 2
Title:There’s Always Two Sides to Every Story..
Fandom: Duh. Highlander, I mean:)
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sparklebutch
It was a cold, dark October night, the kind of when the barriers between worlds grow thin and all manner of terrors roam in the shadows. The sky was overcast with heavy clouds. The wind threw gusts of rain against the windows and rattled the frames, threatening to become a full-fledged storm. Behind the window that offered a rather flimsy protection from the elements, a man sat hunched over, trying to read a book by the light of a single flickering candle. Suddenly, a bloodcurdling howl broke through the whine of the storm outside. Startled, the man raised his head.
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Raising his head, Methos used his rather illustrious linguistic knowledge to thoroughly curse the power company, the landlord of the shabby establishment, the damn neighbors who had left their mutt home alone again and above all, the terrible pomposity of humanity in assuming that the civilization was something more than a thin layer of illusion on top of the cold, damp and hunger. Then he fished his mobile out of the coat pocket and called for a cab. There had to be a place relatively near by where the aforementioned thin layer of civilization was pooled a bit more thickly.
A double drabble for
highlander100 All Souls' challenge (#114)100 words x 2
Title:There’s Always Two Sides to Every Story..
Fandom: Duh. Highlander, I mean:)
Disclaimer: Like usually, nothing I have is really mine.
(Permanent sticky) Note: thank you
sparklebutchIt was a cold, dark October night, the kind of when the barriers between worlds grow thin and all manner of terrors roam in the shadows. The sky was overcast with heavy clouds. The wind threw gusts of rain against the windows and rattled the frames, threatening to become a full-fledged storm. Behind the window that offered a rather flimsy protection from the elements, a man sat hunched over, trying to read a book by the light of a single flickering candle. Suddenly, a bloodcurdling howl broke through the whine of the storm outside. Startled, the man raised his head.
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Raising his head, Methos used his rather illustrious linguistic knowledge to thoroughly curse the power company, the landlord of the shabby establishment, the damn neighbors who had left their mutt home alone again and above all, the terrible pomposity of humanity in assuming that the civilization was something more than a thin layer of illusion on top of the cold, damp and hunger. Then he fished his mobile out of the coat pocket and called for a cab. There had to be a place relatively near by where the aforementioned thin layer of civilization was pooled a bit more thickly.
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Date: 2006-10-31 09:08 pm (UTC)This calls for ... MORE!!! - In case you didn't notice: I'm greedy *g*
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Date: 2006-10-31 09:46 pm (UTC)Greedy isn't necessarily bad *g*.
Mehtinks that maybe I can first get into writing random drabbles most days..and maybe then very quietly, so that brain and muses won't catch on, actually get to writing bits that add up :)
I'm testing the scout motto of *be better today than yesterday* *g'
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:01 pm (UTC)You know, it might just work. *g*
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Date: 2006-11-01 03:35 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-11-01 10:55 am (UTC)