Title: Living Someone Else's Life
Word Count: 330
Note: Written for all_unwritten prompt, "living someone else's life."

( It happened slowly, unexpectedly. )

Title: Overcast Skies
Word Count: 163
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "overcast skies."

( To most, overcast skies would portend of something darker and stormier on the horizon. )

Title: The Street Was Quiet
Word Count: 166
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "the street was quiet."

( The festival had lasted long into the wee hours of the morning... )

Title: He Lied
Word Count: 121
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "he lied."

( The young woman sat there... )

Title: Forever is an Awfully Long Time
Word Count: 96
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "Forever is an awfully long time."

After watching the movie, one lone quote from the film stuck in Jeanne's mind:

"For-ev-er, for-ev-er, for-ev-er..."

It rang in her mind like a bad memory for the week thereafter, like a skipping CD or a stuck video. She'd find herself mouthing the words during especially powerful bouts of contemplation, like when she did her math homework, or when she was completing perfectly mindless tasks, like putting away the dishes. It was annoying really.

So, it was with much deliberation one day that she realized, out loud no less, that "Forever is an awfully long time."

Title: Nightmare Scenario
Word Count: 314
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "a pen with no ink." I just finished working with a local TV personality who repeatedly causes nightmares for me whenever I have to work with him...

( I need a pen! )

Title: Waiting
Word Count: 129
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "This time there was nothing to do but wait."

( She was never good at waiting... )

Title: Not Enough Time
Word Count: 179
Note: Written for a photo prompt at prompt_a_day.



( She noticed it at the train station... )

Title: Tomorrow
Word Count: 128
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "tomorrow."

( While her companions slept peacefully... )

Title: All in Love
Word Count: 149
Note: Written for the katara_zuko prompt, "We were all in love and we all got hurt." This was the first idea that came to mind when I eyed the prompt.

( She stood there over his lifeless body... )

Title: Meaningless Excuses
Word Count: 301
Note: Written for the katara_zuko prompt, "We were all in love and we all got hurt." This was actually the second idea that came to mind and is less dark than the original idea that came to mind.

( It was just another one of their clandestine meetings in the darkness of the temple. )

Title: The Future was Written
Word Count: 80
Note: Written for the prompt_a_day prompt, "the future was written."

( If the past was written on the temple's walls... )

Title: Three Little Words
Word Count: 122
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "three little words."

( Wait for me! )

Title: Beast
Word Count: 86
Note: Written for the prompt_a_day prompt: He who makes himself a beast takes away the pain of being a man.

( Being half-human and half-demon had always left him on the fringes of both societies... )

Title: He'd Never Seen the Ocean
Word Count: 118
Note: Written for the [Bad username: all_unwritten"] prompt, "he'd never seen the ocean."

( To be honest, he'd never seen the ocean. )

Title: Signs
Word Count: 128
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "signs."

( How had she not noticed it sooner? )

Title: A Bitter Cold
Word Count: 91
Note: Written for the prompt_a_day prompt, "a bitter cold."

( A bitter cold enveloped her heart... )

Title: Wishful Thinking
Word Count: 141
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "wishful thinking." Based off of yesterday's freak winter storm -- snow fell at elevations below 2,000 feet!

( She stares out the window, hoping that the chilling rain will end soon... )

Title: Love Is
Word Count: 41

Love is laughing together without reason and without embarrassment, sharing silences that are no longer awkward, crying without remorse, knowing that someone's there no matter what, and hoping to grow old together. Or, at least, that's why I love my husband...

Title: The Crowd Was Dead
Word Count: 143
Note: Written for the prompt_a_day prompt, "the crowd was dead."

( She stood there, stock-still under the glare of the stage lights. )