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Monday: Lights!
Hello, everyone! I’m
scarlet_gryphon, and I'll be your guest host for the week.
Today’s theme is Lights! Talk about lights of any kind: Did someone see the light? Did they go towards that big light in the sky? Has someone been blinded byscience the light? Did someone see someone else in a new light? Prompt away!
Some quick examples:
Stargate Atlantis, Lorne/Parrish, the light of the moon both hides and reveals the truth
Sanctuary, Henry & Tesla, their faces were lit with the otherworldly glow of discovery.
As always, remember to follow the rules:
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Today’s theme is Lights! Talk about lights of any kind: Did someone see the light? Did they go towards that big light in the sky? Has someone been blinded by
Some quick examples:
Stargate Atlantis, Lorne/Parrish, the light of the moon both hides and reveals the truth
Sanctuary, Henry & Tesla, their faces were lit with the otherworldly glow of discovery.
As always, remember to follow the rules:
- Only three prompts from a fandom
- Only five prompts in a row
- If one prompt gets filled you can leave a new one.
- No spoilers in your prompts until a week after airdate/publication
- If your fill contains a spoiler, please warn accordingly and leave space for the spoiler.
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Title: Light
Michael's wings have always been the darkest.
Here in the cage, with Adam's soul alone in the dark somewhere, Michael seeks out his wayward brother.
"Lucifer," he calls in the dark, quiet, so quiet.
"Michael," comes the reply, only a hair above silent. "Come to apologize?"
"No."
"Then we have nothing to say to each other." Lucifer is invisible here, and Michael wonders, clutching his wings close about him, where the other's brightness has gone.
Michael pauses. "Will you shed some light?"
A dull gleam cuts through the oppressive black, dulling it to merely a gloom, so that Michael can see the light glinting off his wings.
"Thank you," he murmurs.
He does not expect an answer, and he does not recieve one.
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