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hennessysTitle: Concrete
Rating: PG-13.
Summary: It was funny, the things you looked at but didn't really see.
Warnings: aftereffects of violence
Notes: Written in writing chat.
It was funny, the things you looked at but didn't really see.
The sidewalk, for instance. Grey pavement burned white by the noon sun, vast slabs speckled with unidentifiable dark spots and cigarette butts. Miranda walked over this sidewalk several times a day, over this very spot, and she had never seen it.
And now her blood spilled out on the sidewalk, dying that grey-white pavement a dark red. Now she lay with her cheek pressed against the rough concrete, and all she could see was the white-hot glare.
The things you see when you're dying.
She closed her eyes.
Rating: PG-13.
Summary: It was funny, the things you looked at but didn't really see.
Warnings: aftereffects of violence
Notes: Written in writing chat.
It was funny, the things you looked at but didn't really see.
The sidewalk, for instance. Grey pavement burned white by the noon sun, vast slabs speckled with unidentifiable dark spots and cigarette butts. Miranda walked over this sidewalk several times a day, over this very spot, and she had never seen it.
And now her blood spilled out on the sidewalk, dying that grey-white pavement a dark red. Now she lay with her cheek pressed against the rough concrete, and all she could see was the white-hot glare.
The things you see when you're dying.
She closed her eyes.
