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Pilot threeeeeee!
This idea came to me while re-reading 'The Ballad of Reading Gaol' by Oscar Wilde, who is one of my favourite writers EVAR. It's not exactly related ... in fact, it was just the whole jail thing that set it off.
Anyways ... here's my third 'pilot' .....
This. Was. Not. Fair.
Ianto followed the guard quietly, hugging his bag of things to himself. The place was noisy, with its long, stretching, bleach-stenched, tile-covered corridors amplifying the smallest of sounds. The colour scheme was bland, and eventually the whites started giving way to flat, dull greys designed to make anyone who looked on them feel gloomy and subdued.
That's why prisons are grey, Ianto reminded himself. To make you feel like shit.
( There were bars on every door, and any door that had a glass window in it was reinforced by mesh )
This idea came to me while re-reading 'The Ballad of Reading Gaol' by Oscar Wilde, who is one of my favourite writers EVAR. It's not exactly related ... in fact, it was just the whole jail thing that set it off.
Anyways ... here's my third 'pilot' .....
This. Was. Not. Fair.
Ianto followed the guard quietly, hugging his bag of things to himself. The place was noisy, with its long, stretching, bleach-stenched, tile-covered corridors amplifying the smallest of sounds. The colour scheme was bland, and eventually the whites started giving way to flat, dull greys designed to make anyone who looked on them feel gloomy and subdued.
That's why prisons are grey, Ianto reminded himself. To make you feel like shit.
( There were bars on every door, and any door that had a glass window in it was reinforced by mesh )
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