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spacemutineerCanon Story: The Adventure of the Cardboard Box
Title: Recollection
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spacemutineer
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: memories of war
Author's Notes: Two again this week. I seem to end up with two for weeks I find challenging. I start writing one, am not enormously enthused about it, start another, am not enraptured by that one either. So then I end up with two, neither of which is completely satisfying for me. But there are some decent qualities to both, so here they are.
I can see it in his eyes; he is thinking of the war. In his mind, he is there, hands caked in blood and sand, struggling mightily against desperate odds to save as many shattered lives as he can.
Watson never speaks of it. With me, he doesn't need to. Perhaps that helps explain why he remains by my side.
Canon Story: The Adventure of the Cardboard Box
Title: Furnace
Author:spacemutineer
Rating: PG
"What is the meaning of it, Watson? What object is served by this circle of misery and violence and fear?”
I wanted to tell him. I wanted to explain that it’s love that drives men mad. Love that makes men miserable and joyous. Love that inspires violence, fear, passion, devotion. The furnace of souls burns hot for all but himself.
Title: Recollection
Author:
spacemutineerRating: PG-13
Warnings: memories of war
Author's Notes: Two again this week. I seem to end up with two for weeks I find challenging. I start writing one, am not enormously enthused about it, start another, am not enraptured by that one either. So then I end up with two, neither of which is completely satisfying for me. But there are some decent qualities to both, so here they are.
I can see it in his eyes; he is thinking of the war. In his mind, he is there, hands caked in blood and sand, struggling mightily against desperate odds to save as many shattered lives as he can.
Watson never speaks of it. With me, he doesn't need to. Perhaps that helps explain why he remains by my side.
Canon Story: The Adventure of the Cardboard Box
Title: Furnace
Author:
spacemutineerRating: PG
"What is the meaning of it, Watson? What object is served by this circle of misery and violence and fear?”
I wanted to tell him. I wanted to explain that it’s love that drives men mad. Love that makes men miserable and joyous. Love that inspires violence, fear, passion, devotion. The furnace of souls burns hot for all but himself.
