The cannon's thunder can't prevail...

[allfireburns]

Because newredshoes is a bad influence... have a meme. You know that meme where I post first lines of some of my stories and you write new stories with those lines? Yeah, it's that one. Except... I really don't feel like going through my story catalog and clicking on every single story, so all these first lines? Are from unfinished fics in my GoogleDocs (and a couple from various notebooks). Feel free to change names/pronouns/etc. to suit, if you like.

"This is our year." (S60)

It's a dance, the two of them. (Chess)

There is something to be said for dying. (DW/Sandman)

"You know, for 'Nowhere', this looks a whole lot like 'Somewhere'." (Original)

Things do not go as planned. (BN)

Jack's familiar with silence. (DW)

Five months and twenty-three days into the year of hell on earth, Martha Jones stopped running. (DW)

"Does he really think he can get away with that?" (DW)

He keeps dreaming of running. (DW/Chess)

"You want me to take care of this?" (S60)

The forest is forbidden after dark. (Original)

It was funny, the things people didn't notice. (Original)

She supposed music would sound better to her ears if she'd never heard magic. (Original)

If you'd like to try to get me to write something for you, feel free to ask! I can't guarantee anything, because apparently my right brain has taken off for Santa Fe, but I will try!

Comments

[allfireburns.livejournal.com]

Wow, I totally forgot I didn't comment on this. *Fails so hard* This drabble. I love it. I don't even know why, but I do. I just thought you should know that.

[lionessvalenti.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you commented, because I love it, too. It's the only Supernatural thing I've ever written, but I think what I love the most is, Dean goes into a diner, leaving Sam outside, and Dean eats a sandwich while he's in there. Luckily, Sam was preoccupied by the TARDIS.