Challenge 2: Weekly Quick Fic #1
Sep. 5th, 2012 01:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eaemiliaTitle: Surface
Prompt: sunshine, on the edge
Bonus? Y
Word Count: 305
Rating: K+
Original/Fandom: original
Pairings (if any) none
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con etc): none
Summary: If she could, she would stay there for forever, sitting of the edge of the cliff, watching the sun move across the sky and the weeds overtake the ancient steel.
Alexia can feel the sun warming her skin. It’s odd to have the sun beating down on her, but she likes it. It’s comforting and far better than the artificial warming lights that filled the tunnels below ground. They felt nice enough but were nothing compared to this.
Even though she has to squint in order to see anything because the light is just so bright, and sweat is already beading along her face, just feeling the sun on her skin is worth it, and watching the glowing body rise in the sky only adds to her enjoyment.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, Alexia has a prime viewing spot for watching the sun rise. There are more mountains in the distance, and the sun is hovering just above them, so it’s like it is perched on the very tip of one of the mountains.
And below her, there lies the burned out husk of an old city. The blacked frames of destroyed buildings war with the creeping weeds that have started to reclaim the land.
It makes an odd picture, the sun above and the derelict city below, but Alexia loves it. It’s so much better than the sterile cities that lie beneath the earth. If she could, she would stay there for forever, sitting of the edge of the cliff, watching the sun move across the sky and the weeds overtake the ancient steel.
But Captain Barrons is yelling at her, to get away from the edge, to put her mask back on, to just hurry up because they have a mission to do, and they can’t have her dying yet.
Pulling away from the edge, she takes a final, lingering look at the scene before her, and then she turns away, strapping the mask over her face again.
She feels cold.
Prompt: sunshine, on the edge
Bonus? Y
Word Count: 305
Rating: K+
Original/Fandom: original
Pairings (if any) none
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con etc): none
Summary: If she could, she would stay there for forever, sitting of the edge of the cliff, watching the sun move across the sky and the weeds overtake the ancient steel.
Alexia can feel the sun warming her skin. It’s odd to have the sun beating down on her, but she likes it. It’s comforting and far better than the artificial warming lights that filled the tunnels below ground. They felt nice enough but were nothing compared to this.
Even though she has to squint in order to see anything because the light is just so bright, and sweat is already beading along her face, just feeling the sun on her skin is worth it, and watching the glowing body rise in the sky only adds to her enjoyment.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, Alexia has a prime viewing spot for watching the sun rise. There are more mountains in the distance, and the sun is hovering just above them, so it’s like it is perched on the very tip of one of the mountains.
And below her, there lies the burned out husk of an old city. The blacked frames of destroyed buildings war with the creeping weeds that have started to reclaim the land.
It makes an odd picture, the sun above and the derelict city below, but Alexia loves it. It’s so much better than the sterile cities that lie beneath the earth. If she could, she would stay there for forever, sitting of the edge of the cliff, watching the sun move across the sky and the weeds overtake the ancient steel.
But Captain Barrons is yelling at her, to get away from the edge, to put her mask back on, to just hurry up because they have a mission to do, and they can’t have her dying yet.
Pulling away from the edge, she takes a final, lingering look at the scene before her, and then she turns away, strapping the mask over her face again.
She feels cold.