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12 October 2009 @ 05:36 pm
Autumn Challenge 2009  
In Time


In space spins a planet, small and beautiful. On it there is a country, and in that country sits a city.

In the city, there is a sanatorium, and there a man lies dying on a bed in a room nobody visits.

In this man, there is an idea, a revolutionize-the-world idea.

As his strength fails, he whispers it to the walls.

When he dies, the idea dies. So the world later perishes because nobody listened to the man in the sanatorium in the city in a country on a planet that now spins through space, small, ugly and dead.

A/N: Completely different than the others because I wanted the next table posted... LOL.
 
 
 
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It's better to fly and it's better to diegelsey on October 13th, 2009 12:15 pm (UTC)
Thanks!
droxy: Darknessdroxy on October 13th, 2009 12:24 am (UTC)
Now this is dark fic! Because at the end of it all, no one gives a shit. =)

lovely drabble structure...perfection.
It's better to fly and it's better to diegelsey on October 13th, 2009 12:17 pm (UTC)
Snorfle. Yeah, there is that.

Thanks so much. I cut it down endlessly...
patricia_writes: Writing - laptoppatricia_writes on October 13th, 2009 12:54 am (UTC)
But I like it! Such hopelessness. It makes me wonder how many times in the world something like this has happened.

(Post at MS, too) :)
It's better to fly and it's better to diegelsey on October 13th, 2009 12:15 pm (UTC)
Ha. So that's what I did wrong. LOL.

Thanks. Going back to post it properly now. *shakes head at self*
lyonzalyonza on October 13th, 2009 07:40 am (UTC)
Lovely and dark, just like my mood this morning.
It's better to fly and it's better to diegelsey on October 13th, 2009 12:17 pm (UTC)
Thanks! Though I'm sorry about the mood :( *hugs you*