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beer_good_foamy) wrote2012-01-22 11:52 pm
beer_good_foamy) wrote2012-01-22 11:52 pm
Nom + drabble
Wooo! "That There Is Not Me" got nominated at the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
wicked_awards! Thanks a lot!
To celebrate, here's a rather... uncelebratory drabble foropen_on_sunday's prompt "Burn(s)". (Because I already did the obvious one.)
Postscript
He used to know that there are countless heaven dimensions, each one different. He doesn’t anymore. If asked, he could only describe it in impressions.
To Wesley, it’s warm and comfortable and slightly foggy, like a bay window and a roaring fire on a rainy day. It tastes faintly of tea and Ardbeg Single Malt.
There's love, forgiveness, peace. No need to understand, question, decide. No scars (and no stubble).
There are no lawyers, physicists, prophecies, monsters. Nor any memories of them.
That’s as should be. It wouldn’t be Heaven if you had to remember the ones who burn.
wicked_awards! Thanks a lot!To celebrate, here's a rather... uncelebratory drabble for
open_on_sunday's prompt "Burn(s)". (Because I already did the obvious one.)Postscript
He used to know that there are countless heaven dimensions, each one different. He doesn’t anymore. If asked, he could only describe it in impressions.
To Wesley, it’s warm and comfortable and slightly foggy, like a bay window and a roaring fire on a rainy day. It tastes faintly of tea and Ardbeg Single Malt.
There's love, forgiveness, peace. No need to understand, question, decide. No scars (and no stubble).
There are no lawyers, physicists, prophecies, monsters. Nor any memories of them.
That’s as should be. It wouldn’t be Heaven if you had to remember the ones who burn.
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(Seriously...very good. Poor everyone.)
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