Drabbles, continued

[thrihyrne]

I'm probably crazy, but if there are five of you out there wanting drabbles, note so here. I'll write Wraeththu, HP, Tolkien and Swordspoint. I'm between fics, and had loads of fun writing drabbles last week.

Off-list, I received a request from persephone100 for a Wraeththu-centric drabble: I'd like to see your take on the ultimate reunion of Cal and Pell when Cal first gets to Imannion. Either one's POV. You know that scene when Cal comes to Pell's room after their very long separation.

This scene is so visceral from Cal's POV and what he says, canonically, so I went with Pell's POV. This follows directly from Pell's comments at the end of chapter thirty of The Fulfillments of Fate and Desire, and Cal's so astute observation afterward:

"Pick the glass from my skin first, Cal. I may be immortal, but not impervious to pain. Here I am; yours. I always have been. Want to come home now?"

There were no shooting stars, no huge explosions. We didn't even know if we were truly in love as we'd once thought; only time would tell us that.

please forgive the reference to Evanescence in the title, but I do love that song.

Rating: PG (nothing explicit)



Strangely soft fingers picked at the glass embedded in Pellaz's skin; it wasn't the calloused flesh he'd loved and then half-remembered, half-forced away from memory. This Cal burned with authoritative humility; ever a contradiction, but even to Pell's stunned mind, Cal was no longer at odds. Any witty reparte had been ground to pungent cinnamon on his tongue. Thirty years — thirty years — they were old lovers, clad in new skin.

Pell couldn't wait, and yet, he had forever. He eased onto his back, cautiously feeling for shards, his body yearning for completion, for the comforting, beloved physique.

Nodding, Cal descended.

Comments

[gingerspark.livejournal.com]

a big awww... even though Pell irritates me...

If you're feeling up to drabbles! Go for it! Wraeththu for me please.

Rue and Cal getting to know each other... after Cal's return to Immanion.

[heartofoshun.livejournal.com]

That's lovely. You capture the moment perfectly: to know and not to know and Pell's awareness of the change. As usual, with the amazing use of language "authoritative humility" = perfect. And "Any witty reparte had been ground to pungent cinnamon on his tongue."

I must confess you kicked in an open door with this one. My very first attempt at writing Wraeththu is a ficlet from Pell's point of view the following day. I was fascinated at the idea of exploring that beginning. (I do intend to finish it--some day soon, I hope.)

Designation three of five

[koshweasley.livejournal.com]

Ooooooooohhhh, I've so missed talking with you. Hope all is going well. And look, I've finally managed to get George on:)

How about...Tolkien? Something perhaps at the Prancing Pony?

{ { { hugs } } }

[stormwynd.livejournal.com]

Can I toss another one at you, even though I also did so the last time? (If you'd rather not, just pass this on by without a second thought.)

Ever since I caught a rerun of LotR:FotR on cable a few days ago, I've had hobbits on the brain. Therefore:

Theme: hobbits having sex on the run

*glomps you gratuitously*

[mrsquizzical.livejournal.com]

i am intrigued by wraeththu but i'm not sure what small thing you could write to give me an insight... i'd be up for that, though.

[kaenguma.livejournal.com]

I hope all's alright now for you again. it looks as if you're feeling better, though ^^

mhmmm, may I wish again? I'd like to see you take a look at my beloved Ponclast... if you don't mind, that is.

[brumeux77.livejournal.com]

*hugs you*

*hums "Anyone Can Whistle"*

*strolls away*