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discoveredinalj2007-09-21 05:43 pm
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new drabble
Well, this hit me as I was biking home - and I didn't even need a prompt.
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Euclid
She was beautiful.
Don't think I ever said more than that about her: Krivas killed her and she was beautiful.
And here's Doyle, grey as a ghost and thin as a rag, hair all snarled and flattened, covered in bandages and tubes coming out everywhere. And he smells.
But he's breathing.
He's so full of painkillers his eyes are all pupil, and he can't get them more than half-mast as they drift aimlessly all round the room. I know he's not really seeing anything.
Then he looks straight at me and smiles.
Christ, I never knew what beautiful was.
******
Euclid
She was beautiful.
Don't think I ever said more than that about her: Krivas killed her and she was beautiful.
And here's Doyle, grey as a ghost and thin as a rag, hair all snarled and flattened, covered in bandages and tubes coming out everywhere. And he smells.
But he's breathing.
He's so full of painkillers his eyes are all pupil, and he can't get them more than half-mast as they drift aimlessly all round the room. I know he's not really seeing anything.
Then he looks straight at me and smiles.
Christ, I never knew what beautiful was.
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