Title: Red Shift
Summary: The farther away something is, the faster it moves away.
Word Count: 100
Genre: Angst
Rating: PG
In the blink of an eye—a blink lasting decades, a blink destroying me—those I'd not known well had forgotten me, and I them. Only my closest friends and family remembered me.
Time passed, and Juliet, too, drifted slowly away across the vacuum. She had a life to pursue: why linger on what was gone?
Even my parents eventually thought me lost, which perhaps I was. But even something that cannot move or speak might be found.
Butler stayed close until his age took its toll.
Then the void that encompassed me grew until it was all there was.
A/N: That's right, FH is finally starting her very own drabble archive! This is mainly because of the Guess the Author (or GTA, for short) feature of The Observatory (a funderful AF fanzine). GTA has a bunch of volunteer writers (which means you can write for it, too, if you want - just contact Boussole, a.k.a. Anordir) who compose a drabble or short fic excerpt every month in accordance to a prompt, and then the readers of the zine have to try to guess who wrote what, because the fics are posted anonymously. The following issue of the zine contains the answers, and the names of anyone who guessed any correctly and sent their guesses to the zine editor (TheHumbleMosquito). See my bio for links to zine. So, (hopefully) every month, at the beginning of each month, I will be uploading a new drabble. This won't be limited to just GTA drabbles, of course. GTA just means that it's likely that once a month I'll be updating this with something that may or may not be awful.
On Red Shift: Very open to interpretation - which basically means I couldn't figure out how to accurately/decisively depict what the heck was going on, so you get to decide. Written for August GTA.
Disclaimer: Eoin Colfer is probably jealous of how confusing and incoherent this fic is, but I still don't own anything.