FIC: "Moments Like This," G, drabble
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firefly_fanficTITLE: Moments Like This
AUTHOR: Melody
FANDOM: Firefly
WORD COUNT: 100
PROMPT: #36 (smell) for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
stories_100.
RATING: G
SUMMARY: She doesn’t get many moments like this.
DISCLAIMER: Firefly's not mine. Sorry for infringing on Joss Whedon's copyright! Yeah, okay, not really.
NOTES: This is set during "Out of Gas," during Simon's birthday dinner at the beginning of the episode.
It's a bit morbid and creepifying, just like River herself.
Crossposted tostories_100.
She doesn’t get many moments like this. Lovely, laughing, and warm. The air was filled with sweet, singing comfort and the soft glow of love, shining like candles on the birthday protein. Everyone is relaxed and happy. River breathes in the scent of pure joy.
It’s a moment to be cherished, and she savors it, like the taste of the chocolatey frosting she won’t get to eat.
Because it’s there now too. It’s always there, all the time, lurking around the edges – stronger some times than others, and right now it’s so strong it’s choking her.
The smell of death.
AUTHOR: Melody
FANDOM: Firefly
WORD COUNT: 100
PROMPT: #36 (smell) for
stories_100.RATING: G
SUMMARY: She doesn’t get many moments like this.
DISCLAIMER: Firefly's not mine. Sorry for infringing on Joss Whedon's copyright! Yeah, okay, not really.
NOTES: This is set during "Out of Gas," during Simon's birthday dinner at the beginning of the episode.
It's a bit morbid and creepifying, just like River herself.
Crossposted to
stories_100.She doesn’t get many moments like this. Lovely, laughing, and warm. The air was filled with sweet, singing comfort and the soft glow of love, shining like candles on the birthday protein. Everyone is relaxed and happy. River breathes in the scent of pure joy.
It’s a moment to be cherished, and she savors it, like the taste of the chocolatey frosting she won’t get to eat.
Because it’s there now too. It’s always there, all the time, lurking around the edges – stronger some times than others, and right now it’s so strong it’s choking her.
The smell of death.
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Date: 2006-07-10 02:25 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-07-10 03:41 am (UTC)Your fic make me...well...think up more fic.
*bows to you*
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Date: 2006-07-10 08:24 pm (UTC)Love your icon, btw.
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Date: 2006-07-11 01:33 am (UTC)I believe the icon is steal-able. Credit to
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Date: 2006-07-10 02:57 am (UTC)(no subject)
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