Greg Weisman is the genius that created Gargoyles, not me.
Written for 15minuteficlet LJ community's picture challenge #15.
Lighthouse
by Zzilly14
The blue-skinned gargoyle landed on the top of the lighthouse out of breath. Her wings were tired, and she knew sunrise was coming.
She figured the lighthouse would be the perfect place to perch. The fog could hide her easily. Also, she knew it wasn't a populated area. She'd be safe.
Suddenly she heard the sound of humans, their voices becoming louder with every second that passed. She crouched as best she could, not wanting to be found.
"Can we go up the lighthouse, Daddy?" a little girl asked the man that was carrying her.
"It's really high up, sweetie. Are you sure you want to?"
"Yes, Daddy. I know you won't let go of me."
He smiled softly as they went inside the door. When she realized they were climbing up, the redheaded gargoyle quietly crawled down the stone tower.
She paused when she heard the two people arrive at their destination right above her.
"Look out there!" the man pointed towards the ocean, the girl now sitting on his shoulders. "Isn't it pretty?"
"I love it, Daddy, I love it!" the girl exclaimed.
They continued gazing at the water, the fog rising gently above it.
"Honey, did you see that?" He pointed at the water. "I think it's a whale."
The girl leaned closer towards the edge, and laughed hysterically. "I see it! I see it!" She started jumping, causing her father to grimace.
"Sweetie, please don't do that."
She continued bouncing and clapping, forcing herself out of her father's grip. The girl suddenly began to fall towards the water, screaming.
"No!" the father cried.
The gargoyle instinctively pushed off of the wall and glided towards the girl, catching her before she hit the ice blue water. The girl shrieked for a moment before the gargoyle landed safely on the soft grass. She let the little human escape her grasp before pouncing into some nearby bushes.
Minutes later the father was holding the girl tightly, crying and afraid to let her go. The gargoyle watched them with interest until the sun rose.
Written for 15minuteficlet LJ community's picture challenge #15.
by Zzilly14
The blue-skinned gargoyle landed on the top of the lighthouse out of breath. Her wings were tired, and she knew sunrise was coming.
She figured the lighthouse would be the perfect place to perch. The fog could hide her easily. Also, she knew it wasn't a populated area. She'd be safe.
Suddenly she heard the sound of humans, their voices becoming louder with every second that passed. She crouched as best she could, not wanting to be found.
"Can we go up the lighthouse, Daddy?" a little girl asked the man that was carrying her.
"It's really high up, sweetie. Are you sure you want to?"
"Yes, Daddy. I know you won't let go of me."
He smiled softly as they went inside the door. When she realized they were climbing up, the redheaded gargoyle quietly crawled down the stone tower.
She paused when she heard the two people arrive at their destination right above her.
"Look out there!" the man pointed towards the ocean, the girl now sitting on his shoulders. "Isn't it pretty?"
"I love it, Daddy, I love it!" the girl exclaimed.
They continued gazing at the water, the fog rising gently above it.
"Honey, did you see that?" He pointed at the water. "I think it's a whale."
The girl leaned closer towards the edge, and laughed hysterically. "I see it! I see it!" She started jumping, causing her father to grimace.
"Sweetie, please don't do that."
She continued bouncing and clapping, forcing herself out of her father's grip. The girl suddenly began to fall towards the water, screaming.
"No!" the father cried.
The gargoyle instinctively pushed off of the wall and glided towards the girl, catching her before she hit the ice blue water. The girl shrieked for a moment before the gargoyle landed safely on the soft grass. She let the little human escape her grasp before pouncing into some nearby bushes.
Minutes later the father was holding the girl tightly, crying and afraid to let her go. The gargoyle watched them with interest until the sun rose.
