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Just a 100 word bit of brain dross that floated to the top, and I thought I'd share.

by Saro

"Have you ever been to a funeral?" Heero asked -- I don't know why.

"Sure," I answered, laughing. "Plenty of proper L2 funerals."

He frowned. "A what?"

"A L2 funeral..." I wished, suddenly, that I hadn't mentioned it; where I'm from, it's just something you know. "When someone dies, you get pissed-drunk, do something stupid -- get inked, fight with some Feds, don't matter what -- then you roll a joint in their honor."


"Generally, you fall asleep."

"That's not what I meant."

I shrugged. "But that's all there is. You go to sleep, then get up and do it again."


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