NanoWriMo 2009 - Fic 25
Nov. 25th, 2009 09:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deathpixieSequel to this piece, based on this image.
Sunset, when it finally came, was blood-red and stank of sulfur.
There was only one airship left now, the others vanished in the never-ending light of the previous days. Its crew was nameless, almost faceless, identical with their hair bleached white blonde and their faces tanned dark brown, save for the circles of white skin left by their goggles. Their clothing was uniformly bleached white also, no traces left of the original colour.
As individual as angels, they floated above a land of smoke and shadows.
Sunset, when it finally came, was blood-red and stank of sulfur.
There was only one airship left now, the others vanished in the never-ending light of the previous days. Its crew was nameless, almost faceless, identical with their hair bleached white blonde and their faces tanned dark brown, save for the circles of white skin left by their goggles. Their clothing was uniformly bleached white also, no traces left of the original colour.
As individual as angels, they floated above a land of smoke and shadows.
