Title: Black Stripes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dark Angel. All themes and concepts are to be attributed to Fox and Eglee.
A/N/: Hello people. Just a short 200 word dribble I wrote in the middle of the night. Hope you enjoy it any way.
The sun awoke and began its daily ascent. Its rays streamed down, caressing and adding to the majesty of the ancient fir tree. Birds sang and the air was still and quiet. In a moment the quiet would be gone. The air disrupted and the birds scared way by the sounds of hundreds of marching feet, the bark of drill sergeants, the roar of combat. The sun's rays would move behind a cloud, turning the world to shadows. But he would enjoy his moment of peace in the sanctuary formed by the overlapping branches reaching to sweep the dark, moist soil. For she was part of it. When she was…taken away from him, she became of the earth he lay on. She was smiling down on him from the sun and singing to him with the birds. He hoped one day she would push past the enveloping curtains and find her way back to him. He hoped. Yet, everyday she failed to return a bit of that hope slipped away from him. Falling, sliding, fading. It would slither way from him until he became but a shell. One day he would descend into an abyss as black and as regimented as the lines on the back of his neck.