But here's an untitled drabble.
Oz takes a deep breath. Looks over the edge of the town--his childhood home.
There's nothing. A big, gaping hole where Sunnydale used to be. Not even the sign is there anymore. There's the canyon--and then, in the distance, ocean.
Where he met Dev, Willow, Xand, everyone he knew. The place where he got his first guitar and strummed his first chord.
Where he became the wolf, denied the wolf, and realized he was the wolf as well as Oz.
Oz looks into the abyss.
It's very deep.
Oz gets into his van. "Goodbye, Sunnydale," he says softly.
June 1 2003, 17:21:05 UTC 9 years ago
June 1 2003, 17:41:15 UTC 9 years ago
Love the Oz. I wrote an Oz and an Amanda. She never got to make out with Dawn, the poor girl needs something to call her own.
June 1 2003, 18:28:15 UTC 9 years ago
ME should have Oz visit LA and have him be like, "I visited Sunnydale, but it's not there. Anyone know what's up with that?"
June 1 2003, 21:43:35 UTC 9 years ago
June 2 2003, 01:07:09 UTC 9 years ago
(is the abyss looking back at him?)
June 2 2003, 04:41:41 UTC 9 years ago
June 2 2003, 07:23:08 UTC 9 years ago