[DC] Pathetic Fallacy
Nov. 7th, 2011 02:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
runespoorTitle: Pathetic Fallacy
Character: Gotham
Rating: G
Summary: Waiting for the storm.
Notes: for the Halloween comment thing prompt “Gotham devours all its children”. I did say it was the best prompt ever.
There’s a whisper in the streets, tonight, and a shiver of unrest among those most concerned. They look at the sky in unease, cops and crooks both. The sickly yellow of the Bat signal flares like a holy symbol on the polluted sky. At various places in the city, some people are breathing a little easier; in Arkham, two of the psychological personnel turn in their resignation letters, and shrieking laughter pursues them out the door.
Nothing’s changed since yesterday, but everything is different. Tonight a Robin will fly through the city for the first time in too long, and everyone can feel it. A couple ushers their child into a darkened street, the street lamp busted while they were at the theatre, hurrying before the rain tears down the clouds, but they can’t silence the child’s laughter, immodest and carefree.
Gotham smiles a bloody smile. She was looking for a proper gift.
Character: Gotham
Rating: G
Summary: Waiting for the storm.
Notes: for the Halloween comment thing prompt “Gotham devours all its children”. I did say it was the best prompt ever.
There’s a whisper in the streets, tonight, and a shiver of unrest among those most concerned. They look at the sky in unease, cops and crooks both. The sickly yellow of the Bat signal flares like a holy symbol on the polluted sky. At various places in the city, some people are breathing a little easier; in Arkham, two of the psychological personnel turn in their resignation letters, and shrieking laughter pursues them out the door.
Nothing’s changed since yesterday, but everything is different. Tonight a Robin will fly through the city for the first time in too long, and everyone can feel it. A couple ushers their child into a darkened street, the street lamp busted while they were at the theatre, hurrying before the rain tears down the clouds, but they can’t silence the child’s laughter, immodest and carefree.
Gotham smiles a bloody smile. She was looking for a proper gift.
