|Reaching for Memories
By Darcy K.
Rating, etc: PG, Spike, 100-word drabble
Summary: Spike stumbles across something jarring. Set during or after
Note: I've decided that, at
this early stage in photography, vampires wouldn't have shown up on film
because of the similarity of the process to reflecting (and also, some
cameras even actually had mirrors in them). These days, they obviously
The air catches rich leather, dryness of dust; reality, or memory sparked
by the albums? He stands there, staring, hands wrapped around his sides.
He'd been so excited, trying his newly "acquired" camera, all black cloth
and flash powder. (Acrid smoke almost tingles his nose.) Then,
disappointment, when the dripping paper failed to manifest his dancing
princess. But he saved the prints anyway, unlife's empty backdrops. And
now, here they are. Tosser would keep them, he thinks. But he can't
look at them, only remember them; like smells, sounds. His arms remain
firmly folded, covetous fingers twitching against insubstantial flesh.
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