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[terabient]

because i have a frightening amount of free time staring me in the face this week, and i need to fill it with something other than hours of watching Lifetime and playing Left 4 Dead -

a meme lifted from brokenprism:

-Leave a comment with a character or pairing, and five words/short prompts
-i will write a sentence/short paragraph for each character/prompt.

original post here, if you want to see what it's like. (only, i doubt mine will come out nearly as well... XD )

ETA: so yeah that went, well, as quickly as i could have hoped! but now i have nothing to do again, so if anyone wants to test their luck and suggest any other prompts that is quite alright. (annonymous posting is on too, if you want to post sekritly.)

of course i may just dump another meme here, once my deep desire to crawl under a blanket and sleep the day away is gone.

maybe i'll even work on something i'm supposed to - AHAHAHAHA, PROBABLY NOT.

Comments

[terabient]

PREPARE YOURSELF FOR SOME REALLY LONG, CONVOLUTED SENTENCES D:

fire
Raphael is cold all over, but when he looks at her, fire lights under her skin - so violent and sudden Cassandra thinks she will die before she can stop it.

battle
Even conversation is a battle; his words are sharp and cutting, each insult carefully aimed to inflict the most damage, while her retorts - clumsy and wild, full of brash, undirected energy - are improbably effective.

silk
Raphael had dreamed of claiming her in his room, on his bed, her slender sunkissed form bright upon black silk sheets; but to take Cassandra in her room, on her bed - so small it cannot hold their entwined bodies, the worn wooden frame creaking with every thrust - is so much better. This is the heart of her home, her being; when he is finished she will not escape him again.

symbols
Cassandra realizes she is going mad when she finds him everywhere - when she hears the whisper of his voice in the night breeze, sees the cool white gleam of his flesh in the light of the stars, sees the depths of his eyes in the darkest shadows of her room.

time
Twenty-five years in France could not sear Raphael's soul as deeply as the fierce glare Cassandra tosses his way, during that first, chance meeting.


...this was both easier and harder than i thought. (clarity, it is not my strong suit.)

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Excuse me for a moment of fangirl flail.

*fllllllaaaaaaiiiiilllllll!*

Now back to a semblance of professional competency.

I love really long, convoluted sentences—my professors dock me for them all the time, and I don't care! With something like this, long generally = detailed and creative with beautiful imagery, which you have in spades.

My favorite is probably "Silk," just because it's sexy and awesome and has some great visuals (although IRL, silk sheets are not quite as sexy when you lose traction and slide clear off the bed...). They're all exceptionally well-done, though; thank you so much. :)

[terabient]

i am glad these were enjoyable, and not an "OH GOD WHERE IS THE *POINT* IN ALL OF THIS NEEDLESSLY COMPLEX SENTENCE STRUCTURE?" experience.

re: silk sheets - you know, i was writing this, and thought "Black silk? am i going to be that cheesy? would Raphael be that cheesy?"

the answer, of course, is YES.

(i bet he's got candles and rose petals floating in the bath, too. neeeeeerd!)