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FB3X Drabble Cascade #11 - Cold
Title: Evidence of the Forgotten Gloriole (PG, m/m)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: cold (squinting helps)
Titles are difficult, or is it just me?
The icy white surroundings cushioned him where he lay idly stroking the circlet. Underneath were the roiling deep sullen blues of waiting rain and hail, but where he was the sun shone serenely against the cold of the upper levels of the tornadic shelf cloud.
“Where did you get that?” was snapped at him frigidly.
“Found it?” he supplied, contemplating how or if to explain about his recent visitor.
“You’re lazing about and we’d strict instructions to cause death and destruction. All that’s under us now is farm land.”
Sighing reminiscently he stood, that had been one fucking distracting angel.
Title: Evidence of the Forgotten Gloriole (PG, m/m)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: cold (squinting helps)
Titles are difficult, or is it just me?
The icy white surroundings cushioned him where he lay idly stroking the circlet. Underneath were the roiling deep sullen blues of waiting rain and hail, but where he was the sun shone serenely against the cold of the upper levels of the tornadic shelf cloud.
“Where did you get that?” was snapped at him frigidly.
“Found it?” he supplied, contemplating how or if to explain about his recent visitor.
“You’re lazing about and we’d strict instructions to cause death and destruction. All that’s under us now is farm land.”
Sighing reminiscently he stood, that had been one fucking distracting angel.
