Tiny Ficlets

[icarus_chained]

For prompts on todays round of comment_fic, where the challenge is to do a fic in under 140 characters. They're tiny, is what I'm saying. And hard.

Microfiction

"Little lies, angel," the demon warns.
"Small fictions, dearest," the angel corrects, and feels no guilt at all.

Hiding in the Dark

Some hide in broad daylight (Ezra), in wilderness (Vin), in a bottle (Chris, Josiah). Some not at all (Nathan).

JD learned from Buck.

Each, fool and hero, will be an immortal

To a Watcher, immortality is nothing but a list of names, fools and heroes both. Methos, the Watcher, remembers that.

Bright Hell

He stands, Prince of Morning, from out the radiant abyss. For one moment, Lucifer smiles, and Heaven trembles.

Echoes where they used to be

The universe resonates to a Timelord's passage, one where once were many. Sometimes, he thinks, it sounds like screaming.

Smell of Straw

Gold into straw, he says. She wonders, sometimes, if the shining metal should smell so strongly of must and forgetfulness.

Message in a Bottle

It was hope. The most fruitless, useless gesture. He cast his whisper out amongst the shoals of sound regardless.

Fair Play is for the Dead

"We play fair," said the spirit with a smile, their ghostly forces ranked thousands deep. "We can afford to."

Rush of Energy

Adrenalin is an empty word. Nothing explains the surge through a broken heart as she walks away from a leaf that will never soar again.