3 Sentance Ficathon Fills - 2021 Week 1
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Narnia/Star Wars
Title: Dosado
There is a set to the shoulders, a slant of the eyes that turn to regard his entrance, that identifies this women's title as majesty, though she wears no gown or jewels to signify it.
"My apologies, my lady, I don't believe I've had the pleasure of being introduced," Palpatine bows in the court style, most genial smile on his face, "Sheev Palpatine, Junior Senator for Naboo to the Galactic Senate," as a position, only of middling importance, but one that suggests a certain upwardness and availability of confidence that his senior partner may be too busy to properly uphold.
"Sheev!" Padmé comes sweeping into the room in the bright regalia of the Princess of Theed, and but for the paint and crown of feathers, he thinks they could be sisters, or clones of each other, but for their age and faces, "I see you met Susan, how wonderful!"
Discworld
Title: Differently Alive
The Question is not as offensive as might have been, considering Reg Show was, as they said, pushing up daises. And also turf and sod and the wilted sprig of lilac someone had left on his grave. "Differently alive, lad, not dead - just differently alive."
Harry Potter
Title: Reevaluating
The troll was the least of it, in retrospect and that was a Troll. A class XXXX creature, not to be approached by any untrained wix, and it barely rated a footnote in the summary of the physical threats that they'd run the risk of encountering while at Hogwarts. All well and good, at the time - what eleven year old didn't think themselves immortal? and they'd had such reason to think so too, with all the close calls they'd come through unscathed, until Diggory, and the war that had slowly unfolded in the wake - but appreciations changed when it was children of their own approaching the age that they'd first set off to the icy north, and unthinking plans too.
Title: Just A Jump (And the Rest)
Hermione hands in her time-turner to Professor McGonagall the weekend before the summer holidays, sick and tired of planning around her own recursive timeline, and wakes up with a on the Express with her perspective ever so slightly off kilter. Her robes are dark - new and unfaded too, but dark with blankness, no trimmings of red and gold to liven them into something familiar - and the Neville that shuffles into her compartment to ask if she's seen Trevor is unbelievably small. So is she, but Hermione's never let anything so silly as her size stop her before, and she isn't planning to start now, so she pops her copy of Magical Herbs and Fungi into her trunk, grabs his hand, and sets out into the brave new world, mark two.
Pirates of the Caribbean
Title: Course of the Age-Old Stars to Steer
There was a man and he loved the sea as such men do, and he set out to cross mapless tracks and plow waves and and sup and live from her bounty.
There was a man and he longed for freedom, swift sails and deep keels, an endless flight and harbor to return to that he always had the choice to leave, if leaving was his desire.
The was a woman, and she was the sea; she was the wind and the waves and the slow bending kelp forests pointing landward and sunward and the welcoming, wrecking, seashell-studded shore, and she gathered them both into her arms to keep.
Star Wars
Title: Jump and I'm Jumping
They breath an ocean and a sandstorm, waves and fractures, tensile and loose and pulling, always pulling. He closes his eyes and steps into darkness of Depur's cavern. She opens hers, and watches the approaching light burn.
Wonder Woman
Title: All On the Salt Seas
"I saw it and thought of you," Hippolyta says, cradling the ball of fluff in her hands.
"How so?" Antiope asks, accepting the sleepy handful from her sister - she is not aware of any piscivorous tendencies or recent naps in the sun that she could be referring to with the comparison.
"Why, such a cute little thing -" and she is ducking away before Antiope can secure her companion to retaliate.
Narnia/Star Wars
Title: Dosado
There is a set to the shoulders, a slant of the eyes that turn to regard his entrance, that identifies this women's title as majesty, though she wears no gown or jewels to signify it.
"My apologies, my lady, I don't believe I've had the pleasure of being introduced," Palpatine bows in the court style, most genial smile on his face, "Sheev Palpatine, Junior Senator for Naboo to the Galactic Senate," as a position, only of middling importance, but one that suggests a certain upwardness and availability of confidence that his senior partner may be too busy to properly uphold.
"Sheev!" Padmé comes sweeping into the room in the bright regalia of the Princess of Theed, and but for the paint and crown of feathers, he thinks they could be sisters, or clones of each other, but for their age and faces, "I see you met Susan, how wonderful!"
Discworld
Title: Differently Alive
The Question is not as offensive as might have been, considering Reg Show was, as they said, pushing up daises. And also turf and sod and the wilted sprig of lilac someone had left on his grave. "Differently alive, lad, not dead - just differently alive."
Harry Potter
Title: Reevaluating
The troll was the least of it, in retrospect and that was a Troll. A class XXXX creature, not to be approached by any untrained wix, and it barely rated a footnote in the summary of the physical threats that they'd run the risk of encountering while at Hogwarts. All well and good, at the time - what eleven year old didn't think themselves immortal? and they'd had such reason to think so too, with all the close calls they'd come through unscathed, until Diggory, and the war that had slowly unfolded in the wake - but appreciations changed when it was children of their own approaching the age that they'd first set off to the icy north, and unthinking plans too.
Title: Just A Jump (And the Rest)
Hermione hands in her time-turner to Professor McGonagall the weekend before the summer holidays, sick and tired of planning around her own recursive timeline, and wakes up with a on the Express with her perspective ever so slightly off kilter. Her robes are dark - new and unfaded too, but dark with blankness, no trimmings of red and gold to liven them into something familiar - and the Neville that shuffles into her compartment to ask if she's seen Trevor is unbelievably small. So is she, but Hermione's never let anything so silly as her size stop her before, and she isn't planning to start now, so she pops her copy of Magical Herbs and Fungi into her trunk, grabs his hand, and sets out into the brave new world, mark two.
Pirates of the Caribbean
Title: Course of the Age-Old Stars to Steer
There was a man and he loved the sea as such men do, and he set out to cross mapless tracks and plow waves and and sup and live from her bounty.
There was a man and he longed for freedom, swift sails and deep keels, an endless flight and harbor to return to that he always had the choice to leave, if leaving was his desire.
The was a woman, and she was the sea; she was the wind and the waves and the slow bending kelp forests pointing landward and sunward and the welcoming, wrecking, seashell-studded shore, and she gathered them both into her arms to keep.
Star Wars
Title: Jump and I'm Jumping
They breath an ocean and a sandstorm, waves and fractures, tensile and loose and pulling, always pulling. He closes his eyes and steps into darkness of Depur's cavern. She opens hers, and watches the approaching light burn.
Wonder Woman
Title: All On the Salt Seas
"I saw it and thought of you," Hippolyta says, cradling the ball of fluff in her hands.
"How so?" Antiope asks, accepting the sleepy handful from her sister - she is not aware of any piscivorous tendencies or recent naps in the sun that she could be referring to with the comparison.
"Why, such a cute little thing -" and she is ducking away before Antiope can secure her companion to retaliate.
