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MoltenDawn had grown up in the familiar heat of California summers.

She recalled the time she'd run out to play without putting her things away and returned to find her crayons had melted in rainbow hued pools. It had left her wondering how hot it would have to get before the same thing happened to her.

Looking out at the threatening thunderclouds that rippled with lightning, Dawn leaned into Spike's embrace with a happy smile. She'd finally found what it took to melt her in the winter chill of a city half a world away. Love was funny that way.


open_on_sundaychallenge #155: unusual weather
Part of the London!verse


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13th Mar, 2006 17:22 (UTC)
Awww. So sweet!

Do crayons really melt just from summer heat? I melted some on a radiator once as an experiment (and the radiator remained oddly colored ever after -- thin wax coatings are impossible to get out of really old metallic paints), but I thought you'd have to get well over 100 degrees for that to happen. It's a gorgeous image, though.

Also, should 'winter' really be capitalized?
13th Mar, 2006 21:49 (UTC)
They would need to be sitting on a window sill (which seems to have gotten edited out) or left in a car on the back parcel shelf. I melted crayons that way as a kid. You can kill CDs the same way, which is a good reason for keeping copies in the car, rather than originals.
14th Mar, 2006 07:23 (UTC)
Good tale! My story "Dawn's First Time" might have been good for that challenge, I should start paying more attention.
14th Mar, 2006 08:08 (UTC)
Your story would have been perfect, but I'd like to se you try and get it down to 100 words.
14th Mar, 2006 09:13 (UTC)
long winded
Ha! I'm lucky to have gotten it as short as I did!
14th Mar, 2006 11:48 (UTC)
Love was funny that way.

It sure is :-)
Personally I *love* the melting crayon image.
14th Mar, 2006 12:31 (UTC)
Melty crayons are odd. They're still crayons, but the wrong shape, and new and interesting blends of colour.

I have melted crayons in the past, but I lost the clarification in screwing this down to the word limit. It can suck at times.
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