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tamingthemuseTitle: With a Brand New Name
Fandom: Original
Pairing: None
Prompt: 299- commit -![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
tamingthemuse
Warnings: Contemplations of suicide, munchausen syndrome and everything that entails.
Wordcount: ~800
Disclaimer: Not mine, despite the occasional daydream.
Summary: She hadn't been this lucky in a while but she knew that it couldn't last. They would catch on eventually, they always did. And she would be forced to disappear and start the at up all over again.
Author's note- This is the first draft of a story I'm going to be handing in for a University assignment in a few weeks time. The idea fit the promt so well I decided to finally commit to paper all the ideas floating around my head. I'd be highly appreciative of any constructive feedback that I can get for it.
The smell relaxed her. The acrid scent of antiseptic flitted through the narrow hospital corridors like a ghost, leaving a part of itself in every room
Fandom: Original
Pairing: None
Prompt: 299- commit -
tamingthemuse Warnings: Contemplations of suicide, munchausen syndrome and everything that entails.
Wordcount: ~800
Disclaimer: Not mine, despite the occasional daydream.
Summary: She hadn't been this lucky in a while but she knew that it couldn't last. They would catch on eventually, they always did. And she would be forced to disappear and start the at up all over again.
Author's note- This is the first draft of a story I'm going to be handing in for a University assignment in a few weeks time. The idea fit the promt so well I decided to finally commit to paper all the ideas floating around my head. I'd be highly appreciative of any constructive feedback that I can get for it.
The smell relaxed her. The acrid scent of antiseptic flitted through the narrow hospital corridors like a ghost, leaving a part of itself in every room
