There was something ageless and immortal about the love of man and machine, Nemo decided as he strolled through the corridors of his precious submarine; and while he knew, intellectually, that the ship could not return his devotion, as he trailed his fingertips along the cool walls with a lover's caress, he felt reasonably certain that somehow, some way, she knew her captain and loved him ceaselessly.
(I never promised it would be a GOOD one-sentence story.)
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Date: 2005-08-18 09:10 pm (UTC)Let's see...
There was something ageless and immortal about the love of man and machine, Nemo decided as he strolled through the corridors of his precious submarine; and while he knew, intellectually, that the ship could not return his devotion, as he trailed his fingertips along the cool walls with a lover's caress, he felt reasonably certain that somehow, some way, she knew her captain and loved him ceaselessly.
(I never promised it would be a GOOD one-sentence story.)