Torchwood drabble: Mercurial

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Title: Mercurial
Author: rustydog
Characters: the Rift
Rating/spoilers: rated G, no spoilers
Beta: mad_jaks
Notes: Written for tw100's challenge #102, "endangered words"


It appears on soft paws: its dexterous tentacles choose one knife from a drawer of dozens; this child but not her sister; the husband from bed, leaving the wife among the sheets, the tinny taste of ozone ringing her throat.

Or it is a lightning cloud: mercurial as a tornado, it skips this farmhouse and devastates the next, no pattern to its swirling atomic trail of debris. It deposits the flock on a grassy hill a century hence and drops the lamb light years away on the shore of a poison sea.

Without conscience, the Rift gives and takes away.

Comments

[mad-jaks.livejournal.com]

That's *pokes it* the thing about how the kingdom of god will come...? Isn't there something about Sodom and Gomorrah in there somewhere??

[rustydog.livejournal.com]

You're right, it's how the son of god will come, and he does talk about Lot's wife when he's exhorting people not to... stop to grab your coat, basically, don't turn around. People will be eating and drinking and partying and then BAM fire and brimstone and people disappearing. Pretty grim! No wonder it reminded me of Torchwood... *g* (Luke 17)