Aubrey-Maturin Fic (x2)
SO... for better or for worse, I've fallen pretty far down the rabbit hole for the Aubrey-Maturin series by Patrick O'Brian. I'm reading the 4th book right now (The Mauritius Command) and I am lost, gone, beyond hope, save yourself... (actually, do not save yourself. Join me. Joiiin meeee...)
But the essance of this madness, is thave I've started writing fic. Two short ones so far.
Title: Fallow Words
Fandom: Aubrey-Maturin Series by Patrick O'Brian
Summary: He’s so thin, laid out on top of the cot, the swath of white bandage hiding the carnage, but not Jack’s memory of it. He clutches his pen tighter at the half-blurred remembrance; Stephen’s heart pumping frantically, visible to all and sundry and even now turning Jack’s vision gray. Gray like Stephen’s face, except for his cheeks which flush pink with unhealthy fever.
(Or, set near the end of HMS Surprise, Jack watches over Stephen during his delirium, and begins understand that love is a complicated thing.)
Title:Through a Glass
Fandom: Aubrey-Maturin Series by Patrick O'Brian
Summary: “Stephen reflected upon Sophie’s confinement.” / “Tomorrow, at the crack of dawn, you lose your husband to his natural element.”
-The Mauritius Command - Patrick O’Brian
She yearns to leave the window open but is terrified one or the other of the children will topple out from it. And so she sits, holding Fanny, rocking her, and looking out the bolted window, through the wavering glass that blurs and warps the world. Unlike Jack’s telescopes, it does not bring her clarity or comfort, only obfuscation. She can’t see the sea from here, but she knows without a doubt exactly where it lays, at what bearing and what distance. Knows for the creaking in the wood when her husband leaves their bed to climb to his observatory and gaze out upon it, when her ability to please him falls short of his expectations. How odd they should both look at the world through a glass and see it so differently.
(Or, Sophie, set in the beginning of The Mauritius Command contemplates her family and her life.)
But the essance of this madness, is thave I've started writing fic. Two short ones so far.
Title: Fallow Words
Fandom: Aubrey-Maturin Series by Patrick O'Brian
Summary: He’s so thin, laid out on top of the cot, the swath of white bandage hiding the carnage, but not Jack’s memory of it. He clutches his pen tighter at the half-blurred remembrance; Stephen’s heart pumping frantically, visible to all and sundry and even now turning Jack’s vision gray. Gray like Stephen’s face, except for his cheeks which flush pink with unhealthy fever.
(Or, set near the end of HMS Surprise, Jack watches over Stephen during his delirium, and begins understand that love is a complicated thing.)
Title:Through a Glass
Fandom: Aubrey-Maturin Series by Patrick O'Brian
Summary: “Stephen reflected upon Sophie’s confinement.” / “Tomorrow, at the crack of dawn, you lose your husband to his natural element.”
-The Mauritius Command - Patrick O’Brian
She yearns to leave the window open but is terrified one or the other of the children will topple out from it. And so she sits, holding Fanny, rocking her, and looking out the bolted window, through the wavering glass that blurs and warps the world. Unlike Jack’s telescopes, it does not bring her clarity or comfort, only obfuscation. She can’t see the sea from here, but she knows without a doubt exactly where it lays, at what bearing and what distance. Knows for the creaking in the wood when her husband leaves their bed to climb to his observatory and gaze out upon it, when her ability to please him falls short of his expectations. How odd they should both look at the world through a glass and see it so differently.
(Or, Sophie, set in the beginning of The Mauritius Command contemplates her family and her life.)