Rain - 'A Little Drabble Do Ya!' - Nov 12th

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

It had started raining the moment he’d received the news of his partner’s disappearance, five days ago. Since then, it had been unrelenting, as though the heavens themselves couldn’t bear the loss. He’d worked tirelessly in that time, trying to find any lead to the missing agent’s location, but could find nothing. As he watched the water run down his apartment window, Illya wondered if Napoleon would ever been seen again. His contemplation was interrupted by his communicator.

“He’s been found,” an excited voice told him. “Napoleon is coming home.”

The sky outside cleared and the sun began to shine.

Comments

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Ewww, very haiku-ish. :D

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much :-D

[avery11.livejournal.com]

Well done. Your writing is really taking off, style-wise. You have a distinct voice.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)
My style does tend to wander around a bit, depending on my own state of mind when I write (which also wanders around a bit :-D )

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

A very effective piece, each sequence was a vivid image.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much :-)

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

Excellent

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)

[lindafishes8.livejournal.com]

'...as though the heavens themselves couldn’t bear the loss.' The heavens must not be aware of Solo's luck.

Good one, Janto.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

The Solo luck will always come through :-)
Thank you for commenting.

[spikesgirl58.livejournal.com]

This. Was. Perfect!

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you kindly :-)

[carabele.livejournal.com]

Extremely poignant!

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Thank you :-)

[molaglitot.livejournal.com]

Смотрим тут http://beauderbasegef.livejournal.com/305.html

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Нет, спасибо