Wow, I'm awfully writey now. This is a songfic about Kenny (and I hope you know what a songfic is, if not, here's an example), using Suzanne Vega's lovely song Blood Sings. This one was also co-written by Kim, THANK YOU KIMMERS! <passes a Trey of cookies with carmel sauce>
Again, feedback is loved, adored, and begged for. Else I may have to start wearing an orange parka. <g>
Blood Sings
[Black and white. There is a gunshot, and Kenny falls against the wall, bleeding from the chest.]
=When blood sees blood of its own It sings to see itself again It sings to hear the voice it's known=
[He looks down, eyes already dimming, at the wound. You see it from his eyes... sounds are becoming dimmer and quieter and vision is blurring, until all goes black...]
=It sings to recognize the face=
[In color now. Kenny slumps lifelessly. Focus on his face.]
=One body split and passed along the line