Chasing Shadows
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alectoperditaTitle: Chasing Shadows
Fandom: Harry Potter
Coupling: HarryxSnape
Rating: PG
Word Count: Exactly 100
Chasing Shadows
Shadows give depth, shape, and perspective.
As we ascend the rickety stairs, we pass under strips of light and shadow cast by the exposed rafters overhead.
Shadows do nothing to hide your imperfections. They do the opposite instead. They emphasize the hollowed crevices dipping the planes of your face and your all-too-sharp features.
The light softens even the harshest of men, but it lies all the same in its blinding glory.
No.
I’d much prefer you this way- shrouded in shadows.
If you won’t let me love anything else of you, at least let me love the shadows you cast.
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Next: Fleeing From Shadows
I'm not really so sure where all of this came from... This is my first 100 word drabble. Please tell me what you think.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Coupling: HarryxSnape
Rating: PG
Word Count: Exactly 100
Shadows give depth, shape, and perspective.
As we ascend the rickety stairs, we pass under strips of light and shadow cast by the exposed rafters overhead.
Shadows do nothing to hide your imperfections. They do the opposite instead. They emphasize the hollowed crevices dipping the planes of your face and your all-too-sharp features.
The light softens even the harshest of men, but it lies all the same in its blinding glory.
No.
I’d much prefer you this way- shrouded in shadows.
If you won’t let me love anything else of you, at least let me love the shadows you cast.
Next: Fleeing From Shadows
I'm not really so sure where all of this came from... This is my first 100 word drabble. Please tell me what you think.
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on 2004-07-26 08:51 pm (UTC)Alecto, I honestly cannot think of anything to say to this other than that you have mastered the technique of the powerful, addictive first line. Pure genius. It is it's simplicity which draws the reader in, makes them wonder about these shadows and their origins ... just lovely.
"As we ascend the rickety stairs, we pass under strips of light and shadow cast by the exposed rafters overhead. "
Gorgeous, vivid concrete image. I'm glad you put this in, because it serves as a sort of anchor for the rest of the story. When there is nothing *happening* in a drabble and it is all contemplation and philosiphy, there is something that is lost. This line, however, gives a setting, a definite event to which the reader can cling. Wow. And I love the comparisons of light and dark in the next two paragraphs. Stunning.
"If you won’t let me love anything else of you, at least let me love the shadows you cast."
Alecto, I honestly cannot think of anything to say to this other than that you have mastered the technique of the perfect, inexorable last line. Heart-breaking, realistic, and so beautiful that it hurts.
All in all, I'd say that this was a rather gigantic success on your part.
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on 2004-07-27 06:52 pm (UTC)Thanks again!
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on 2004-07-27 09:14 pm (UTC)No, it made perfect sense. And it was utterly, exquisitely beautiful.