8/8 use of that gif. Eleven is back at it again with his adorkableness. Speaking of which, we just finished him in Doctor Who and I'm nOt eMotiOnALLY coMPriMiseD aT aLL!!!!1!!11
But you didn't come to hear me rant about Doctor Who. You came for quality content.
Aaaanyways, one of the blogs I follow has recently started this annual short story contest. The goal is to write a 100-250 word
Here's the picture prompt:
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Someday.
He zips through the rain with the grace of a dancer, never losing his footing even though the rain makes the pavement slippery.
The alleyways are his domain, the place he belongs. Drops fall from the hood of his raincoat and splatter on his cheeks, but he never notices.
Someday.
Nimbly, he hops onto a dumpster and crouches. The wet metal under his fingertips comforts him, like the embrace of a friend. But that doesn’t catch his interest. His eyes are focused elsewhere.
He’s been watching her for days. She’s huddled under her umbrella in the steady drizzle, trying to stay dry. Her beauty isn’t what attracts him. It’s her heart.
Someday.
He once saw her give her umbrella to a homeless man and then dash home in the rain. She often traveled around the city, giving out sandwiches to those who had no lunch.
Someday, he will talk to her. He’s planned out the whole meeting, but somehow can’t build up the courage to carry it out. His realm is the shadows, protecting himself, and hers is in the spotlight, giving of herself to make others happy.
He looks downward and pretends the wetness on his face is the rain.
Someday. Soon.
---------So, yeah! There's that. It's really hard to write something in only a little over 200 words, you really have to compress your thoughts.
If this Sherlock gif inspires you to talk about season 4, then, well
xD
I've already been a bit spoiled and I want to remain as innocent as I possibly can in regards to spoilers.
See you whenever!
~~zoë wingfeather
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