ms thucker, martha (flyingcarousel) wrote, 2008-02-23 13:13:00 ms thucker, martha flyingcarousel 2008-02-23 13:13:00 Share Flag Next ...like incipient wings He lets his fear and depression flood the room, and turns them into shades of gray skies, misty windows, caked blood, ragged scars, broken glass and the muddy quality of day-old coffee. He’s invincible, but he doesn’t know it yet. Tags: drabble, original Subscribe Post a new comment Error Anonymous comments are disabled in this journal We will log you in after post We will log you in after post We will log you in after post We will log you in after post We will log you in after post Anonymously switch LiveJournal Facebook Twitter OpenId Google MailRu VKontakte Anonymously default userpic Your IP address will be recorded Post a new comment Preview comment Help 0 comments Post a new comment 0 comments
He lets his fear and depression flood the room, and turns them into shades of gray skies, misty windows, caked blood, ragged scars, broken glass and the muddy quality of day-old coffee. He’s invincible, but he doesn’t know it yet.