Moonlightaholics

This is my response to the challenge. It's short, but I hope you enjoy it. :curtesy:

Disclalimer. I don't own any recognisable figures and make no money from this. I'm just following my muses.

Rating- G or lower

Fallen

Today I stand shocked. Staring at the flames as they lick hungrily at the structure. The memory of what is happening is vivid in my mind. It is gone, never to be rebuilt as it was. Such a callous act. I watch as everything that was comes tumbling down.

Never again will tea be served. A piece of my past is gone forever. I raise my hands skyward as in prayer. Asking for a miracle that cannot come. I see the firemen struggling to open the hydrant, and I go to help. With thanks they look surprised, but get on with trying to save what was once a historical building.

There is no salvation here. The building is gutted, so much like myself. It is now, what I am. A shell.

Oh, JR, that's so sad, and poignant. You did well.

Ooh, this is wonderful. I wasn't sure which fire at first, but the raised hands clued me in. I love hearing Mick's thoughts while he watches the hotel burn...and it's eerie, knowing that he's about to meet a very important past again in just a few minutes...

This is short, but poignant, JR.....this is a structure the human Mick could relate to; it was a reminder of his family and a simpler, human time in life. The notion of both he and the building being a 'shell' is heartbreaking.

Fire.

Distruction and creation.

Change.

Yet, poor Mick seems only conscious of what is lost.

This is very lovely, yet very sad.

Thank you

Jenna

Poor Mick there will be so many more parts of his past that will disappear. That is the sad part of immortality. That he feels like a shell is heart-wrenching.

Visiting old challenges. I do think loss is one of the hardest parts of immortality

This may be short, JosefsRose, but it is powerful. Mick's sense of emptiness is especially moving.

Nicely done.