Running Away & Runaway Tales
Before I disappear for Christmas (and, hey, have a nice one everyone if you're celebrating; good luck with the avoidance if you're not ♥), a few last runaway_tales:
Fish Out of Water (PG, 5022 words. Edward Iveson/Julia Graves, Roderick Howe, Margaret Howe, Jane Howe, Sylvia Howe.) This wasn’t what Edward and Julia had in mind for their first wedding anniversary…
Little by Little (PG, 14x 100 words. 1908, 1923, 1937, 1947, 1952, 1957, 1963, 1972, 1980, 1986, 1991, 1992; John Iveson/Elizabeth Long, Edward Iveson/Julia Graves, Hanne Graves, Christy Graves, Ron Whittaker, Charles Terrell/Marian Dalton, Anna Miller/Louise Murray, Elizabeth Miller, Michael Seaton, Liz Cardew.) Tea and conversation, and hope.
In Memoriam (PG, 1326 words. Edward Iveson, John Iveson, Elizabeth Long.) How does someone say goodbye? (Written for Flavour of the Day: valediction.)
Truce (G, 693 words. Edward Iveson, Elizabeth Long.) It’s been much too long since Edward has seen his mother… (Written for Flavour of the Day: irenic.)
I may pop up again in between, but I may not. And when I am back (in a week), I'll inevitably be very unwell/tired as a result, so I'll just see you all at some point on the other side.
Crossposted from Dreamwidth -- Comments there:
Fish Out of Water (PG, 5022 words. Edward Iveson/Julia Graves, Roderick Howe, Margaret Howe, Jane Howe, Sylvia Howe.) This wasn’t what Edward and Julia had in mind for their first wedding anniversary…
Little by Little (PG, 14x 100 words. 1908, 1923, 1937, 1947, 1952, 1957, 1963, 1972, 1980, 1986, 1991, 1992; John Iveson/Elizabeth Long, Edward Iveson/Julia Graves, Hanne Graves, Christy Graves, Ron Whittaker, Charles Terrell/Marian Dalton, Anna Miller/Louise Murray, Elizabeth Miller, Michael Seaton, Liz Cardew.) Tea and conversation, and hope.
In Memoriam (PG, 1326 words. Edward Iveson, John Iveson, Elizabeth Long.) How does someone say goodbye? (Written for Flavour of the Day: valediction.)
Truce (G, 693 words. Edward Iveson, Elizabeth Long.) It’s been much too long since Edward has seen his mother… (Written for Flavour of the Day: irenic.)
I may pop up again in between, but I may not. And when I am back (in a week), I'll inevitably be very unwell/tired as a result, so I'll just see you all at some point on the other side.
Crossposted from Dreamwidth -- Comments there: