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Title: Oops
Fandom; Pairings: Original; N/A
Prompt: #253 - Any joke in a storm.
Warnings: None.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1,630
Summary: No good deed goes unpunished.
Notes: I have zero idea what this is. It's sort of related to something else that's been in my head, but beyond that, I can't tell you anything. Also, vampires and the fae are like chocolate and peanut butter for me. Maybe I'll play around with this some more at a later point.
Hospitals are horrible places. There’s the smell of antiseptic upon every surface, the seemingly endless waiting, the same bland décor in every room, but each of these only serve to make a trip to the emergency room unsettling at best. What truly makes hospitals such terrible places is the knowledge that death is forever looming nearby waiting to take the expectant and unsuspecting alike. From the youngest toddler to the senior citizen who has more years behind him than he does ahead, they all know there’s a chance that once they enter they might not return. Death is the only true equal-opportunity non-discriminating employer in existence.
( It always seemed silly to me that mortals fear the inevitable so much, and many of them will put themselves through horrific agony if it means drawing just one more breath. )
Fandom; Pairings: Original; N/A
Prompt: #253 - Any joke in a storm.
Warnings: None.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1,630
Summary: No good deed goes unpunished.
Notes: I have zero idea what this is. It's sort of related to something else that's been in my head, but beyond that, I can't tell you anything. Also, vampires and the fae are like chocolate and peanut butter for me. Maybe I'll play around with this some more at a later point.
Hospitals are horrible places. There’s the smell of antiseptic upon every surface, the seemingly endless waiting, the same bland décor in every room, but each of these only serve to make a trip to the emergency room unsettling at best. What truly makes hospitals such terrible places is the knowledge that death is forever looming nearby waiting to take the expectant and unsuspecting alike. From the youngest toddler to the senior citizen who has more years behind him than he does ahead, they all know there’s a chance that once they enter they might not return. Death is the only true equal-opportunity non-discriminating employer in existence.
( It always seemed silly to me that mortals fear the inevitable so much, and many of them will put themselves through horrific agony if it means drawing just one more breath. )