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open_on_sunday "A Day off" prompt
Mon, Dec. 19th, 2005 09:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alwaysjbjTitle: Too many faces
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
alwaysjbj
Word Count: 100
Character: Giles
Rating: PG
Thanks toconfused_muse for the title suggestion.
Too many faces
He awoke slowly, the bright morning sun that peeked around his curtains stabbed mercilessly at pained, over-sensitive eyes. He had responsibilities. The shop needed to be opened. Tasks needed attending to. Records must be written. People needed him; now more than ever. Yet he could not muster the strength to care. Responsibilities be damned. Today he wasn’t a watcher, or a shopkeeper or a life-raft to a handful of drowning children. Today the world could go to hell. He sank wearily back into the pillow and allowed the tears to fall; a father’s tears for the daughter of his heart.
Author:
alwaysjbjWord Count: 100
Character: Giles
Rating: PG
Thanks to
confused_muse for the title suggestion.Too many faces
He awoke slowly, the bright morning sun that peeked around his curtains stabbed mercilessly at pained, over-sensitive eyes. He had responsibilities. The shop needed to be opened. Tasks needed attending to. Records must be written. People needed him; now more than ever. Yet he could not muster the strength to care. Responsibilities be damned. Today he wasn’t a watcher, or a shopkeeper or a life-raft to a handful of drowning children. Today the world could go to hell. He sank wearily back into the pillow and allowed the tears to fall; a father’s tears for the daughter of his heart.
