I just saw some scribblings on
_Sylar_'s blog and thought I'd share some I wrote in school. Obviously not a scratch on my current literary prowess (hah!) but important enough at the time...
SPOILERS! (Click to view)
Physics
Her body is released to the whims of gravity,
The sturdy resistance of synthetic masonry is held temporarily at bay.
Inevitability postponed in part by the cool night air,
Lending time for thousands of tiny electrical impulses to fire through her now clear head.
Her tear ducts slowly and gently secreting saline droplets into an inert, unforgiving reality,
Where they hang like diamonds against a distant world, animate although unknowing.
She watches them grow small, slowly forgetting what they meant.
The story, reluctant to write itself further, draws to a close.
Cold stone regains it's hold once more in time for the finale,
Crimson tides denote curtains down.
I don't think it' really finished but if I picked it up again I'd end up re-writing it entirely... so I won't.
been so so on the productive scale. Seems to be one day of awesome/one day of patting myself on the back for being awesome.