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calliopes_pen) wrote2006-03-03 12:20 pm
calliopes_pen) wrote2006-03-03 12:20 pm
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Another Drabble Type
Written for round 5 of btvsats_20. As always, it is from Willow's point of view.
What is my favorite color? Gold.
The color of the sun, as it gleams off of Tara’s hair. When we were at our happiest—before everything came crashing down--we took long walks together. Holding hands, twirling each other if one of us was in a goofy mood. Singing, of course, when Sweet came to town and worked his magick.
My least favorite color is bright red. It reminds me of the morning after we made up, and gore spattering my face...her final words...
“Your shirt.”
But whenever I think of the red, I force myself to think of her beautiful golden spirit. I hate remembering how she was at the end.
btvsats_20. As always, it is from Willow's point of view.What is my favorite color? Gold.
The color of the sun, as it gleams off of Tara’s hair. When we were at our happiest—before everything came crashing down--we took long walks together. Holding hands, twirling each other if one of us was in a goofy mood. Singing, of course, when Sweet came to town and worked his magick.
My least favorite color is bright red. It reminds me of the morning after we made up, and gore spattering my face...her final words...
“Your shirt.”
But whenever I think of the red, I force myself to think of her beautiful golden spirit. I hate remembering how she was at the end.