Drabble: Keeper of the Hearth (True Blood; Russell/Talbot)
Spoilers up to 3x03 "It Hurts Me Too".
Russell/Talbot. PG. The house is burning.
Keeper of the Hearth
Oak trees and the moon. Wolves howling. A million silent stars.
And a burning house. Treasury of a life together.
They stand side by side, barely touching, and watch as black smoke draws blots against the flames, then dissolves into the red-flecked darkness like a battalion of crows.
The sun rising over a battlefield looks like this - or at least it does in Talbot's memories.
The hand on Talbot's shoulder tightens; his misery is a massive hemorrhage, clear for all to see, but only Russell can feel the sharpness of his grief. It never gets easier. Loss. Work gone to waste. Time and practice makes little or no difference.
'I'll have Sophie-Anne's fangs for this,' Russell says, 'I promise.'
Talbot smiles humourlessly. 'I'll find a place of pride for them on the mantlepiece.'
8 July 2010
Russell/Talbot. PG. The house is burning.
Keeper of the Hearth
Oak trees and the moon. Wolves howling. A million silent stars.
And a burning house. Treasury of a life together.
They stand side by side, barely touching, and watch as black smoke draws blots against the flames, then dissolves into the red-flecked darkness like a battalion of crows.
The sun rising over a battlefield looks like this - or at least it does in Talbot's memories.
The hand on Talbot's shoulder tightens; his misery is a massive hemorrhage, clear for all to see, but only Russell can feel the sharpness of his grief. It never gets easier. Loss. Work gone to waste. Time and practice makes little or no difference.
'I'll have Sophie-Anne's fangs for this,' Russell says, 'I promise.'
Talbot smiles humourlessly. 'I'll find a place of pride for them on the mantlepiece.'
8 July 2010