Written last Sunday at a café. It has no context whatsoever. Saint-Just deserves it. End of story.

Title: Un Matin
Words: 622 words
Rated: R
Not beta'ed.A/N: I really abuse of this whole “smell” topos of the historical novels trying to portray the 18thc. realistically. It fails a lot and is not original. Apart that I use it in a totally opposite ( Read more... )

To finish, a very short and fluffy drabble (why are the fluffy ones so short? >.>;;) which I probably intended as a first-time kind of writing exercice. Anyway, that's what should happen when they don't go weird/creepy/angsty/full of issues/etc.

Title: Fluff (Eloquent, Isn't It?)
Words: 130
Rated: PG-13
Last Worked: April 17, 2009.
Not beta’ed.

( Maximilien stroked the side of Antoine's cheek, bringing the younger man to lift his eyes back to his friend. )

Written around midnight and 2am. Probably because pr0n must be written early before realisation of pre-dawn sinks in.

Um.

You will love it more than the last drabble. Do I get the message right?

Title: Feather
Words: 425 words
Rated: R
Not beta'ed.

I am calling this "Feather".

Because I am so not calling this "Quill".

Because I Am Teh Epic ( Read more... )