#object pov

A Microfic for the @drarrymicrofic weekly challenge (and Summer Bingo!) Prompt: Expect

Ancient Object POV:

You remember being created. Hands forming and shaping you, carving and painting beautiful things on your skin of clay. You wonder what happened to them.

You remember the Big Ones disappearing and you remember darkness. You remember light returning, someone harshly pulling you out and you remember hands washing you.

You remember being put up on a shelf much like you were before the Darkness. But it looks different now. You remember being found, hands once again taking you away but this time gently.

You remember the faces of admiration, words so different from the ones you heard but you like these beings. You like the gentleness and admiration and awe.

wlw pirate lovers esque (kinda inspired by ships like Azutara):

Like fire and earth, the two sailed the seven seas. Like air and water they crashed together in a beautiful typhoon, a storm so wild the sea could barely no longer contain them. Like lightning and blood, they found each other in the dark nights of the loneliest moments. Some deemed their love too dangerous, too chaotic to ever stay but the two of them knew no one else could calm them like the calmest breeze, like the tiniest flicker of a flame, like the smallest peddle on the beach, like the smoothest rain on a summer night. No one else could understand the currents of the sea like them, could understand the burning mountains, could understand their storm. Their love would never flicker, could never burn out, never be blown away nor drown. So, like the calmest rain, they held the other close to their hearts.

wlw grief (kinda inspired by ships like yueki??):

Standing alone, she screamed her name to the river, never to the ocean because the ocean was too sacred. Her voice was full of agony, grieving the one who had told her she was loved, the first one who had said it and meant it and the first one she had believed every time. And now she was gone, the hole in her heart threatening to swallow her whole and she almost allowed it, anything to be with the other girl again, anything to make this pain stop.

wlw forbidden unrequited love:

The Forbidden Forest held more secrets, more history then Hogwarts itself. Witnessing scandalous affairs, deadly rivals, and unlikely alliances.

The Forbidden Forest knew no good or evil. It would not discriminate between the innocence of the unicorn or the bloodlust of the acromantulas.

The Forbidden Forest existed centuries before the founders stepped foot on the grounds. It bore witness to the fall of Salazar and Godric. Their brotherhood dissolving into bitter enmity over the seductress, Rowena. Her eyes swimming with cold curiosity.

I am looking for fics written from an inanimate object's POV. 

Classics in the genre:

Silver Volvo POV from I Wanna Eff You Like a Masochistic Lion by Feisty Y. Beden, Philadelphic, and NelsonsMandela [x] (Twilight)

Fifty Shades from the Tampon's Perspective (I can't find this anymore)

Skullduggery [x] and Long Time Coming [x] by Atlin Merrick (Sherlock)