I've been wanting to post all week and not managing it for one reason and another. Work was actually quite busy yesterday, and Second Job was even more busy (which was good, but does take away from t'interneting time, and of course it's when I'm busy with other things and can't that I most want to post and write and all... But I turned on my
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A Frostry Night*
by Slantedlight
It was sharp-cold in the field, and jagged of edge. Pricks of frost glinted and crunched when Bodie moved, though they couldn’t move far, not when they were on obs.
Watching, always watching.
A still cold, then, holding its breath, waiting for the sun to launch into the sky and blaze ever more fiercely, for the frost to melt and the day to begin.
Before him the horizon slowly washed silver, shone copper and bronze.
Beside him, Doyle shifted slowly, lifted his head. “I’m sorry,” he said.
At last.
Frost crunched as Bodie moved, and the sun began to shine.
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silver, shone copper and bronze. I love these colours, with their metallic cold.
and the screencap (bonus!) is perfect for the drabble, that does look like a frosty morning, and maybe Doyle's "I'm sorry" is about Ann, but maybe something else entirely.
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I love how frost refers both to the weather and Doyle. :)
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