Oldie...

The fog here seems to be alive. It is twisting and turning around itself like an endless transparent dragon. Today the fog just rolled down into the place I lived, flowing right over the edge of the drop-off. I love how fog mutes sound and makes me feel like I am the only living breathing thing on this planet. I love the shivers I get when I hear something within the fog, but I have to wait until it reveals itself to my mist-clouded eyes.

Okay. So. Tonight I feel like linking to an older fic I wrote. Sorry guys, not H/D this time. This one's about Lily. One of my first.

Title: Everything Emerald
Author: non-H/D Ru
Rating: PG
Summary: Sometimes one must look through the wave of green in order to truly see.
Warning: depressing.
A/N: link goes to FictionAlley.

Also posted on skyehawke.

I have been told this is a bit AU in one spot, but... eh...

And the green consumes...