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londovir- by iamsab

Ooh, this meme is neat!

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write a drabble with the same first line as one of my stories, and leave it in my comments here. Any fandom, any pairing or gen, and you can interpret "drabble" as loosely as you want.

I tried to pick the most general opening lines I could find, but a couple are fandom specific.



At once, the congenial sounds of the room disappeared, leaving behind a tense and heavy silence.

He had to see him.

Vir was early.

They say I should introduce myself, but I don't really know what to say or how to begin.

I wonder whether believing in fate, in destiny, has actually doomed us to our current circumstance.

It’s funny how the most random things pass through your mind when you’re lying awake, too nervous to let sleep take you.

Vir Cotto knows the power of touch.

When I was little, I daydreamed about being hugged.

I am feeling well, though a little tired, this morning.

As the sun touches the waves, it fills the horizon with a shimmering pink light that fades to a deep violet as it reaches up into the heavens.

Comments

It’s funny how the most random things pass through your mind when you’re lying awake, too nervous to let sleep take you.

I know this full well. I experience it every night. I don't know why I can't rest. I've been tense almost all my life. I can't remember what it was like to be relaxed. I don't even know when the tension and the nervousness started being part of who I am. All I know for sure is that is was sometime during those hellish weeks following my mother's death. Until then, what my father did wouldn't matter, since I could always go to my mother for comfort. But she died. He killed her, piece by piece, until there was only a small piece left for her to take herself. And so, the tension, and the fear, crept into my bones, my heart, yes, into my very soul. And it won't go away. Ever.