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discoveredinalj2009-12-01 05:39 pm
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Discovered in a Christmas Stocking, 1st Day - Two drabbles
And finally...
I hadn't intended to use the prompt for Day 1 on the Advent Calendar, and I don't usually write drabbles, but having sorted out the pics and got them ready to post I started to think, and fiddle, and type, and...
Yeah, OK. The final bit of my post is a pair of drabbles vaguely related to a Colouring Book, and photos, and - well, just pics in general.
So...
Pictures of Bodie
Doyle’s artist’s eye made his memory a picture book of his past.
Some scenes he wanted to forget, wanted the rage and horror and grief to bleed from them like a colouring book left out in the rain until the pain had faded to innocuous monochrome.
But there were many he wanted to keep, safe in the folds of his mind, bright and vivid and newly-painted.
Most especially those of his partner.
Doyle knew that if all the other carefully-preserved pages from the book of his life faded, he would not care – as long as his pictures of Bodie remained.
Pictures of Doyle
Bodie had never wanted to be an artist. For him, it was poetry, the beauty and rhythm of patterned words which touched him most deeply.
But now, suddenly, he wanted to be able to draw. To capture something of the fluid grace and beauty he saw before him, to fill sketch books with pictures of the poetry in motion that was his partner. Preserving that richness in his memory for always.
What could words say, after all?
“4.5 pursued the subject for some distance on foot, wrestled him to the ground and subdued him.”
Nah. Didn’t cut it by half.
* * *
ETA :- Oops - forgot the trailer. I'll just quickly add it here...
Title: Pictures
Author:SAC
Slash or Gen:Slash - Sort of
Archive at ProsLib/Circuit: yes, I'll get round to it, promise
Disclaimer: They're not mine! *sob*. I just like to play with them every now and then, and I promise to give them back to Brian Clemens and LWT when I 've finished.
Warnings: None.
And that concludes my posts for Day 1 of our Christmas Countdown. I hope you enjoy them, and Happy December!
I hadn't intended to use the prompt for Day 1 on the Advent Calendar, and I don't usually write drabbles, but having sorted out the pics and got them ready to post I started to think, and fiddle, and type, and...
Yeah, OK. The final bit of my post is a pair of drabbles vaguely related to a Colouring Book, and photos, and - well, just pics in general.
So...
Doyle’s artist’s eye made his memory a picture book of his past.
Some scenes he wanted to forget, wanted the rage and horror and grief to bleed from them like a colouring book left out in the rain until the pain had faded to innocuous monochrome.
But there were many he wanted to keep, safe in the folds of his mind, bright and vivid and newly-painted.
Most especially those of his partner.
Doyle knew that if all the other carefully-preserved pages from the book of his life faded, he would not care – as long as his pictures of Bodie remained.
Bodie had never wanted to be an artist. For him, it was poetry, the beauty and rhythm of patterned words which touched him most deeply.
But now, suddenly, he wanted to be able to draw. To capture something of the fluid grace and beauty he saw before him, to fill sketch books with pictures of the poetry in motion that was his partner. Preserving that richness in his memory for always.
What could words say, after all?
“4.5 pursued the subject for some distance on foot, wrestled him to the ground and subdued him.”
Nah. Didn’t cut it by half.
* * *
ETA :- Oops - forgot the trailer. I'll just quickly add it here...
Title: Pictures
Author:SAC
Slash or Gen:Slash - Sort of
Archive at ProsLib/Circuit: yes, I'll get round to it, promise
Disclaimer: They're not mine! *sob*. I just like to play with them every now and then, and I promise to give them back to Brian Clemens and LWT when I 've finished.
Warnings: None.
And that concludes my posts for Day 1 of our Christmas Countdown. I hope you enjoy them, and Happy December!
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