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Darkness and Light
A double drabble (or two connected drabbles) for this month's prompts.
Setting: BtVS season 6, post-Wrecked
Rating: PG13
For the prompts: Tunnel collapse, and Exceptionally large coronal mass ejection
200 words
Darkness and Light
Sometimes, it feels like she's walking down a long, dark tunnel.
Proverbially, tunnels have lights at the end, right?
She'd find it, she thinks, if it weren't for this...crap in her way, like money (lack of), Mom's house (falling down), Dawn (teenage nightmare).
And him. Spike. Evil, soulless (God, she loathes him), so, so hot. When he does...what he does, it feels so good she thinks the proverbial light would only dazzle her.
Ironic (in a sick, wrong way). The one thing in her life making her not want to be dead (again) is the thing that's slowly killing her.
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She'll be the death of him. He knows it.
All right, so she's not quite her shining self these days (sodding magic! Never did anyone any good), but whenever he sees her, he's still blinded, and in more ways than one.
This thing with her is wrong. He's always known that. Can even remember saying as much to her face once (and God, she looked good in chains, which hold that thought).
But he's a vampire, yeah? Wrong is what he does.
He'll take what he can get, until (as is in-fucking-evitable), she burns him up from the inside out.
Setting: BtVS season 6, post-Wrecked
Rating: PG13
For the prompts: Tunnel collapse, and Exceptionally large coronal mass ejection
200 words
Darkness and Light
Sometimes, it feels like she's walking down a long, dark tunnel.
Proverbially, tunnels have lights at the end, right?
She'd find it, she thinks, if it weren't for this...crap in her way, like money (lack of), Mom's house (falling down), Dawn (teenage nightmare).
And him. Spike. Evil, soulless (God, she loathes him), so, so hot. When he does...what he does, it feels so good she thinks the proverbial light would only dazzle her.
Ironic (in a sick, wrong way). The one thing in her life making her not want to be dead (again) is the thing that's slowly killing her.
She'll be the death of him. He knows it.
All right, so she's not quite her shining self these days (sodding magic! Never did anyone any good), but whenever he sees her, he's still blinded, and in more ways than one.
This thing with her is wrong. He's always known that. Can even remember saying as much to her face once (and God, she looked good in chains, which hold that thought).
But he's a vampire, yeah? Wrong is what he does.
He'll take what he can get, until (as is in-fucking-evitable), she burns him up from the inside out.
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Another excellent example of your craft. :D
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Okay, that was a nice moment of levity in a very strong, dark picture. *\o/*
I like the way you've juxtaposed their supposed natures: she's buried in darkness, he's striving for the light. Because it's wrong.
Lovely job.
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I 'enjoyed' both of these. Though that isn't quite the right word.
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I really ought to go and read up about the proper use of them, as opposed to using -text-, which I always used to do when writing asides.
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Gabrielle
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You perfectly and beautifully captured them at this time.
Excellent!
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