Drabble and a Half: 'Snow'
This is a little more W/E -- on the way to World's End -- for prompt 67 on the fanfic100 table ("Snow") and also for the current challenge at Black Pearl Sails ("Trunk").
67. Snow
Ice began to slide by them in the frigid water. When the first flakes of snow began to fall, Will said to Elizabeth, "Come below. There's no use freezing when you're not on watch."
"No. Not now. I need to stay." She stood silent at the rail, looking out at the vast ocean, hugging herself against the cold.
Barbossa beckoned Will. "There's a trunk in the aft hold," he said quietly. "Fetch 'er something."
It was of oriental design, rosewood bound with brass and, on opening it, Will discovered it full of fur rugs and capes. He took the finest of them for her.
With a brief nod to Barbossa, Will placed the cape, warm and soft, around Elizabeth's slender shoulders.
"Oh! Thank you!" She turned to him.
Her smile, the first they’d exchanged in days, dazzled him, and his heart ached for love-- and for what might have been.
~.~
67. Snow
Ice began to slide by them in the frigid water. When the first flakes of snow began to fall, Will said to Elizabeth, "Come below. There's no use freezing when you're not on watch."
"No. Not now. I need to stay." She stood silent at the rail, looking out at the vast ocean, hugging herself against the cold.
Barbossa beckoned Will. "There's a trunk in the aft hold," he said quietly. "Fetch 'er something."
It was of oriental design, rosewood bound with brass and, on opening it, Will discovered it full of fur rugs and capes. He took the finest of them for her.
With a brief nod to Barbossa, Will placed the cape, warm and soft, around Elizabeth's slender shoulders.
"Oh! Thank you!" She turned to him.
Her smile, the first they’d exchanged in days, dazzled him, and his heart ached for love-- and for what might have been.
~.~