My first Lost fic, which also happens to be a drabble. If you don't know, a "drabble" is a short, inspirational story of exactly one-hundred words. Unfortunately, this site's word counter is shit and appears to be counting this as 106 words. -eyeroll- Grr. Ah, well; I appreciate a review from readers, anyway. ;D
Hungry waves lap at Vincent's paws, causing him to bark a joyful laugh as a briny spray of cool mist explodes in his face. His tongue lolls as he gallops down the shoreline, more than content simply to frisk in the shallows all day long.
A bird screeches somewhere in the trees behind him; he slaps his short tail into the water in surprise. He does not know why his master brought him to this strange place, but, as the ripples pool around his toes, he realizes that he doesn't mind at all: he loves the taste of salt water.
;) Because everyone loves Vincent!
--Annie;;/
PS - Wasn't the Season 5 Premiere AWESOME? 8DDDDDDDD
Sunday January 2, 2009