More Than A Winter's Chill
Jul. 17th, 2011 09:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arghmusesTitle: More Than A Winter's Chill
Challenge/Prompt: Winter
Characters/Pairings: Tseng
Rating: PG
Warnings: Possible spookiness.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Not making money off of them nor will I ever. I just play with them sometimes.
Summary: Tseng's at Icicle Inn with file info fresh in his mind.
Author's Notes: It's been a long time since I've written a FF7 drabble.
He exhaled and watched the air turn his breath to whisper smoke in front of his face, curling away from him.
The house was gutted long ago, skeletal and empty now, a husk long discarded in the frozen north.
He read the files and knew what transpired here and for a moment, when the wind whipped his hair about, Tseng was certain that he could hear a mother's pleading scream and a child's sob.
His eyes glanced at the house and he pushed the intruding thoughts away. When he exhaled this time, it's more than a winter shiver he has.
Challenge/Prompt: Winter
Characters/Pairings: Tseng
Rating: PG
Warnings: Possible spookiness.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Not making money off of them nor will I ever. I just play with them sometimes.
Summary: Tseng's at Icicle Inn with file info fresh in his mind.
Author's Notes: It's been a long time since I've written a FF7 drabble.
He exhaled and watched the air turn his breath to whisper smoke in front of his face, curling away from him.
The house was gutted long ago, skeletal and empty now, a husk long discarded in the frozen north.
He read the files and knew what transpired here and for a moment, when the wind whipped his hair about, Tseng was certain that he could hear a mother's pleading scream and a child's sob.
His eyes glanced at the house and he pushed the intruding thoughts away. When he exhaled this time, it's more than a winter shiver he has.
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Date: 2011-07-19 05:16 am (UTC)It was.. i think why i wrote the drabble. I had this... image of him standing in the snow, hair being whipped about and this noise curling in the curve of his ear.
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