The Randomness of Life Chapter 36~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya, Wednesday drab challenge Section VII

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

                                       

Sonnet 86: Was it the proud full sail of his great verse~William Shakespeare

Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write

Sometimes I wonder about my partner. He’s so intelligent, cunning...a perfect spy; if it weren’t for the fact that we’re best friends.

Spies aren’t supposed to have attachments, but ours, I think, makes us stronger.

Illya hides his past, his feelings...his soul; if he’d admit to having one.

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Which nightly gulls him with intelligence,

He lets free snippets of his vast information. What is truth or falsehoods? Is it from years in the spy business? Old habits...

I trust him with my life, and he trusts me and that’s all that counts in the long run.

His personal life doesn’t matter; yet still... I’m curious.

Comments

[avrovulcan.livejournal.com]

Nice one, I like it from Napoleon's pov, so much feeling in so few words.

and that pic - mmmmmmm...

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I like doing POV pieces, but don't always get to do them as much as I'd like. Glad you liked it!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

PS glad you liked the pic. Wanted to use one that wasn't from and episode. I think it was a publicity photo.

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Gorgeous photo... When I'm 100 years old I'll still have the hots for Illya Kuryakin :D

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

lol! Won't we all!

[avrovulcan.livejournal.com]

Absolutley. :)