Unmarred
Title: Unmarred
Author: frostyblossom
Rating: PG
Characters: O'Brien, Lang
Challenge: #3 - Scars
Spoilers: 2.2, 2.3
…so when you see me next, Sarah, you need not be worried. I’ll look much the same as I ever did. All limbs accounted for, and no ugly scars to mar my face and make you as disgusted with your baby brother as you are with everyone else in the world…
When Sarah O’Brien next saw Peter he was just as he claimed: physically whole, visibly unscathed, and as insufferably aloof as always. And though every ounce of his letter had technically been truth, lies of omission can still be just as deceptive.
Her return to Downton had been met with the addition of a new valet. On the surface unharmed and unmarred from his time on the front, but the devil was in the details, and not even the smallest minutiae ever escaped Sarah O’Brien’s notice:
Trembling hands stitching up seams. The slightest wince when a pot clattered to the ground. An unfocused gaze set so faraway that Sarah wondered at times if his vision really could transcend through brick and ocean to view those bloody mazes a hundred miles off. While the staff and family waltzed through their respective duties or leisure without much thought to the quiet man, that haunting stare never for a moment strayed far from Sarah’s mind.
She knew that look. She had seen it before.
All limbs accounted for and flesh unmarred, indeed.But Sarah knew the terrible reality that sometimes scars ran much deeper than flesh or bone.
Author: frostyblossom
Rating: PG
Characters: O'Brien, Lang
Challenge: #3 - Scars
Spoilers: 2.2, 2.3
…so when you see me next, Sarah, you need not be worried. I’ll look much the same as I ever did. All limbs accounted for, and no ugly scars to mar my face and make you as disgusted with your baby brother as you are with everyone else in the world…
When Sarah O’Brien next saw Peter he was just as he claimed: physically whole, visibly unscathed, and as insufferably aloof as always. And though every ounce of his letter had technically been truth, lies of omission can still be just as deceptive.
Her return to Downton had been met with the addition of a new valet. On the surface unharmed and unmarred from his time on the front, but the devil was in the details, and not even the smallest minutiae ever escaped Sarah O’Brien’s notice:
Trembling hands stitching up seams. The slightest wince when a pot clattered to the ground. An unfocused gaze set so faraway that Sarah wondered at times if his vision really could transcend through brick and ocean to view those bloody mazes a hundred miles off. While the staff and family waltzed through their respective duties or leisure without much thought to the quiet man, that haunting stare never for a moment strayed far from Sarah’s mind.
She knew that look. She had seen it before.
All limbs accounted for and flesh unmarred, indeed.But Sarah knew the terrible reality that sometimes scars ran much deeper than flesh or bone.