![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
musyc posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
100wordsTitle: Above
Fandom: The Martian
Rating: T
Notes: N/a
He's going to go into the rover. Eat his potato. Make a new log. Check the equipment, watch a little damned seventies television, burrow down into his nest.
Later.
Now, he's going to sit here. He's going to stare up at the stars. So different without all that pesky atmosphere getting in the way.
He's going to sit right here and imagine that in a small piece of sky, the stars are blotted out. Empty, a shadow in space where Hermes is accelerating back to him.
He closes his eyes, picturing all their smiles. Even without the sun, he's warm.
Fandom: The Martian
Rating: T
Notes: N/a
He's going to go into the rover. Eat his potato. Make a new log. Check the equipment, watch a little damned seventies television, burrow down into his nest.
Later.
Now, he's going to sit here. He's going to stare up at the stars. So different without all that pesky atmosphere getting in the way.
He's going to sit right here and imagine that in a small piece of sky, the stars are blotted out. Empty, a shadow in space where Hermes is accelerating back to him.
He closes his eyes, picturing all their smiles. Even without the sun, he's warm.
