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agilebritTitle: We Belong to the Night
Fandom: Angel
Rating: G
Words: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine, they're Whedon's. *sob*
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spillyria's "Night" challenge.
Notes: Illyria observes Spike as they hunt through the amusement park in 5:21 "Power Play."
He moves through the night with feline grace, his coat billowing behind him. His energy barely contained, he hunts this place of amusement like a panther in search of prey. The night is his element; he belongs to it, and it belongs to him, in a way that the day never will. Even were he to attain the Shanshu, I do not believe that the day would welcome him as the night does. Night is home to him.
We are alike that way. Perhaps this world will be home to me, someday, as well. And perhaps he can guide me.
Fandom: Angel
Rating: G
Words: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine, they're Whedon's. *sob*
Written for:
spillyria's "Night" challenge.Notes: Illyria observes Spike as they hunt through the amusement park in 5:21 "Power Play."
He moves through the night with feline grace, his coat billowing behind him. His energy barely contained, he hunts this place of amusement like a panther in search of prey. The night is his element; he belongs to it, and it belongs to him, in a way that the day never will. Even were he to attain the Shanshu, I do not believe that the day would welcome him as the night does. Night is home to him.
We are alike that way. Perhaps this world will be home to me, someday, as well. And perhaps he can guide me.
