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To the Waters and the Wild



He still hears their voices, sometimes, at night.

He can hear them now, somewhere beyond the broken window, out in the woods and fallow fields beyond this lonely safehouse. Tonight is All Hallows Eve, after all, and they're celebrating.

Come away.

Doyle shivers and turns aside, burying his face in the pillow, and he sleeps. He dreams of the full moon, fairy rings in the twilight, unearthly music that he knows as well as the beat of his own heart. The voices are still there when he wakes after midnight.

Come away, they plead, come home to us.

But it'll do them no good; he won't go to them.

He made his choices, a long time ago, renounced the power and long life that was his birthright. He cannot now believe that he was ever so young, so reckless as he was then. But the choice was his own, and none could gainsay him. When he left, he did not look back.

He learned quickly how to be human; he adapted. Even the smell of iron no longer troubles him.

Oh, he misses his old life sometimes, especially on nights like these, when clouds cover the moon and a high wild wind shakes the leaves from the trees. But though the temptation is strong, he'll never give in to it.

The choice he made has cost him much--but in turn he gained more than he ever could have hoped.

Come away.

The words drift on a ghost of wind, a cold breeze that slips in through the window's missing pane. Beside Doyle, Bodie stirs and shifts closer to him. Doyle slides an arm around his bare hip to hold him, the touch a reminder of why he stays.

Come home, the voices say.

But he's already found his home.





Title: To the Waters and the Wild
Author: Sarah K
Slash or Gen: Slash
Archive at ProsLib/Circuit: Yes
Disclaimer: I do not own the lads or the Yeats poem I stole for the title.
Notes: A triple drabble (a Tribble!) for the All Hallow's Eve challenge...because it's still Halloween somewhere.

Date: 2009-11-01 06:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] squeeful.livejournal.com
Eee!

Sorry, I'm still dancing that someone remembered about iron.

Date: 2009-11-01 06:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tango65.livejournal.com
Very sweet - thanks!

Date: 2009-11-01 06:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] squeeful.livejournal.com
I thought you'd like it if I used it. :-)

Oh, it is...if you read fairy stories and not predigested pap. (Or even pap based on fairy stories.) I'm excitable about even little things.

And you're going to have to imagine my edit about tone and feel and wild outside versus warm civilization inside because you replied right before I clicked "add" and thus, that beautifully worded addendum is lost to the virtual ether. Pbbbt! ;-)

Date: 2009-11-01 07:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] squeeful.livejournal.com
It's those Ps and that flat A, I imagine. Excitable, me? How would you kno---oooh, a bunny!

Pff, of course I'll give you credit for it. Often the unconscious comparison is the best one made.

Date: 2009-11-01 08:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] byslantedlight.livejournal.com
Oh very sweet - also, Doyle-as-elf fic! Okay, not-elf. Well, not-fairy really, of course, but... either way - hee! *g* Thank you!

Date: 2009-11-01 09:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mab-browne.livejournal.com
I don't usually go for the Doyle as elf idea, but this worked for me, with all the human reminders in it.

Date: 2009-11-01 11:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gilda-elise.livejournal.com
Oh, I like this! As others have mentioned, I'm not big on Doyle as an elf, but you never really say what he is and that really works. Really, it's more what he's become—and for who, rather than what he was that counts.

Date: 2009-11-01 11:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sc-fossil.livejournal.com
This is beautiful. A very vivid picture you've drawn here with your words of a past life still touching the present. Thank you.

Date: 2009-11-01 11:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] callistosh65.livejournal.com
Wow. Wonderfully atmospheric, you created the pull of it all really well.

Date: 2009-11-01 01:52 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] angel-ci5.livejournal.com
I love that the choice he made has been worth it because he has Bodie... Gorgeous! Thank you!

Date: 2009-11-01 02:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] msmoat.livejournal.com
But he's already found his home.
Yes, exactly. *Sighs happily* Nice and eerie and warm all at once! Thank you.

Date: 2009-11-01 09:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] constant-muse.livejournal.com
This is the first elven Doyle fic I've wittingly read, and you certainly make it appealing, very beautiful and haunting, thank you.

Date: 2009-11-01 11:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] melanieathene.livejournal.com
You hit just the right tone with this fic. It's eerie and beautiful, and I'm so glad Doyle has found his true home with Bodie.

Date: 2009-11-02 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] siskiou.livejournal.com
Aw, Doyle!
I wonder if Bodie has an inkling?

Date: 2009-11-02 07:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] byslantedlight.livejournal.com
Oh yes - for instance here's the Hatstand's list of Prs elf stories (http://hatstand.slashcity.net/lists/au.html#elves). Hmmn, I'm not sure who started that off, actually - perhaps I'll do a question over at [livejournal.com profile] the_safehouse for the fandom history page! But it's an old and winced-at tradition... *g* There are more than on that list actually, and some of them on the list without links are online (like the first few parts of Jane's The Hunting, which is literally hundreds and hundreds - thousands I suspect - of pages long) over at Circuit Archive...

My favourites are Arduinna Finn's two stories - though they diverge from the usual slightly... *g*

Date: 2009-11-02 08:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magenta-blue.livejournal.com
Aww, this was very sweet, and had lovely imagery. Thank you!

Date: 2009-11-02 08:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magenta-blue.livejournal.com
Had to just say heeeeeeeeeeeee! at your reply to siskiou! *g*

Date: 2009-11-02 01:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sc-fossil.livejournal.com
Thanks! I aim to creepy out people on Halloween.

BTW, I had no clue Doyle was an elf. I realised he had power and came from some worldly dimension of fantasy though. You did an excellent job since I'm not big on elf stories and yours was hauntingly gorgeous. I don't read much fantasy so I didn't know iron meant anything. *bad kat*

Date: 2009-11-04 05:37 pm (UTC)
ext_9226: (pros3 - snailbones)
From: [identity profile] snailbones.livejournal.com


So sweet and hauntingly beautiful... and oh my, you made me like an elf story. Wow!

Really lovely, thank you.

Date: 2009-11-09 02:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] moth2fic.livejournal.com
Fae, rather than elven, I think. And a very beautiful fic! Echoes of Arwen Evenstar in LotR/Simarillion (well, OK, she's an elf) and echoes of Irish legend too. Clever allusion and a satisfactory conclusion when he prefers Bodie to all other possibilities. Lovely!

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