Infinite Sadness
Aug. 15th, 2006 12:08 amFandom: Star Wars
Title: Infinite Sadness
Prompt: late Challenge #3 for
swficchallenge - “Colours.” Inspired by Challenge #2’s footnote about Smashing Pumpkins’ album Melon Collie & the Infinite Sadness, and also the line in James Luceno’s novel Labyrinth of Evil.
Oh! And it also fits with prompt #32 Sunset.
Characters: Just one, a mystery narrator. Hopefully it’s not too great a mystery :)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 161
Warnings: None
The setting suns first dressed the sky in bright shades of orange tinged with pink. The pink soon consumed the orange, bathing the rocks in a rosy glow. Then came the purple hues: lavender giving way to deeper shades, culminating in a rich violet that rendered the land more dark than light. The rocks became cold and black in this light, though still contrasting enough with the white sand to allow for easy navigation around them.
Not that he needed light to make his way back inside. He’d made the journey every day for the standard month or so that he’d been here. Witnessing such natural beauty should be soothing to his spirit, but so far it had had no tangible effect on him. The loneliness and despair gripped him mercilessly. He waited for the violet to melt into indigo, then slid off his favored rock into the sand. He headed inside before the black took over, blanketing everything with darkness.
Title: Infinite Sadness
Prompt: late Challenge #3 for
Oh! And it also fits with prompt #32 Sunset.
Characters: Just one, a mystery narrator. Hopefully it’s not too great a mystery :)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 161
Warnings: None
The setting suns first dressed the sky in bright shades of orange tinged with pink. The pink soon consumed the orange, bathing the rocks in a rosy glow. Then came the purple hues: lavender giving way to deeper shades, culminating in a rich violet that rendered the land more dark than light. The rocks became cold and black in this light, though still contrasting enough with the white sand to allow for easy navigation around them.
Not that he needed light to make his way back inside. He’d made the journey every day for the standard month or so that he’d been here. Witnessing such natural beauty should be soothing to his spirit, but so far it had had no tangible effect on him. The loneliness and despair gripped him mercilessly. He waited for the violet to melt into indigo, then slid off his favored rock into the sand. He headed inside before the black took over, blanketing everything with darkness.
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Date: 2008-02-24 07:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-24 07:18 pm (UTC)And I used to like Obi-Wan more than I do now. I'm hoping the next time I watch the whole saga again (March 28! Yaaaaay!) I'll reconnect with him a little more. I'm a sucker for Obi-being-alone-on-Tatooine fic.
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Date: 2008-02-24 07:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-24 07:30 pm (UTC)