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charisstomaFB3X Drabble Cascade #47 - Crazy
Title: Crazy Love 2: A Cold Dusting of Snow (G)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: crazy
Okay we got snow
The wind blew cold, and he watched the spirits of the dead being pulled and pushed in filmy wavering patterns of drawn out white. Normally the dead were not visible, never mind Samhain when the barriers between the after-world and the living were said to stretch thin enough for the dead to visit. These dancing eddies were said to be the departed spirits who hadn’t made that crossing and it was told that they were hungry.
Henry shivered, increasing his pace towards the forge and its warmth. It must be love to be out on a cursed day like this.
Title: Crazy Love 2: A Cold Dusting of Snow (G)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: crazy
Okay we got snow
The wind blew cold, and he watched the spirits of the dead being pulled and pushed in filmy wavering patterns of drawn out white. Normally the dead were not visible, never mind Samhain when the barriers between the after-world and the living were said to stretch thin enough for the dead to visit. These dancing eddies were said to be the departed spirits who hadn’t made that crossing and it was told that they were hungry.
Henry shivered, increasing his pace towards the forge and its warmth. It must be love to be out on a cursed day like this.
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Date: 2014-02-07 10:40 am (UTC)I'm really quite concerned about Henry now. Hurry to the forge, Henry, hurry!
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Date: 2014-02-08 04:36 am (UTC)Absolutely no reason to worry about Henry. *grins* I can see what you're doing. Maybe it will work.
The wispy spirits of the dead brought to you by the dust of snowflakes so light and airy as frozen fruit flies or a very cold mist.