A Tiny, Seasonal IOU

Dec 22, 2006 00:12

GAFFS will be back in the New Year, and in the meantime I wish for you all the happiness you would most wish for yourselves.






High upon The Hill grass crackles underfoot, softening then as warm prints trace a shared path under darkness scattered wide with stars past counting. Breath mists white, fraying ragged into air as sharp as hurt. Empty silence thrums coldly at their ears as they await the midnight hour - as the land waits, frozen at nadir, for the turning of the old, spent year this night.

Imperceptibly, inexorably now, the days will lengthen into Spring, bright Summer’s pleasures following fast behind. But their kiss has heat enough despite all frost, and what simmers here between them misses nothing for the sun.

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(This should have been posted this time last year, but I was so busy tweaking two lots of fic for The Day that I forgot I had written it. With no such excuse this year - for which I apologise - I almost forgot again, but it isn’t so very late, depending on where you are and what parameters you use!)(Apologies also to those few who have seen this before!)

er, romance, drabble, pg

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