
You can't replicate a magical moment... but she didn't have to.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Words: 156 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Published: 05-29-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2963281
|
|
A+ A- |
'Modern Mallard' advised starlit skies and a breathtaking moon illuminating the pair.
All she had were the damaged cinema lights and the occasional laser blast flashing by.
'Duck of tomorrow' recommended a silent sea and a sandy coast, with a carefree wind surrounding you.
All there was were rows upon rows of mole-eaten seats, and a half-working air conditioner.
'Fashion Feather' saw dramatic or tranquil music as a must.
The screams of fleeing villagers and constant zapping due to the disintegration process could hardly be considered a replacement.
The 'Gossip Corner' painted an image of a muscular, brave, unflappable male – one who could easily be the star of an action movie.
All that stood before her was the cute and resourceful Chicken Little.
'Girl Power' told her to become a model; attract attention at all costs and abuse it.
All she was – a small gray duckling.
What did the press know about kissing anyway.
|
||||||