[identity profile] mrua7.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] section7mfu
(this started out as a poem...since poems don't have to rhyme- but it morphed into a drabble I guess)


The days are getting darker earlier, making for shadows that melt into the blackness that is night.

"Flick" a cigarette lighter, a Zippo breaks that shade.

"I thought you were quitting," the Russian whispered.

"I am, I mean I did," the American replied. "Just needed a little warmth...how much farther do you think we have to go?"

"The woods are lovely, dark and ..."

"Yes tovarisch, we have promises to keep and miles to go before we sleep."*


Illya shrugged. "Well at least it is not snowing..."

"Thank goodness for small favors, Solo's grin was illuminated by the small flame in his hand.



* a take on Robert Frost's poem "A Snowy Evening"

Date: 2018-10-03 11:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] glennagirl.livejournal.com
That is very effective, and fits well with the mood we have going today.

Date: 2018-10-04 06:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jantojones.livejournal.com
This is very evocative. Well done, Cuz :-)

Date: 2018-10-04 03:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laurose8.livejournal.com
Thanks for this solid and ic glimpse. And excellent writing!

Date: 2018-10-05 08:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gevr.livejournal.com
That's very nice and soulful. Thanks for sharing it :-)

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