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Fiction: Water: No Bridge
Sep. 27th, 2014 10:46 pmTitle: Water: No Bridge
Fandom: Addergoole/fae apoc
Word count: 211
Rating: G
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: water under the bridge
Notes: Finally, the return of Kay and Vic! :D Laconic characters are helpful for very short stories.
Vic stops and lowers his bag from his shoulder to rest on the ground. “I’m quite certain,” he says, “that there used to be a bridge here.”
Kayros surveys the empty water, blank and featureless, except for the fact that she can just barely see land on the other side. “Used to be a lot of things that there aren’t anymore.”
“True.” He looks around and shakes his head. “Should we try another way?”
She smiles. “You know what? I think we’ve found our spot.”
He looks at her and blinks his butterfly-feathery eyelashes and waits for her to explain. She doesn’t always have to explain; sometimes he just knows what she means.
She sets down her own pack and gestures at the water. “No bridges here. No bridges up and down. We’re not the only ones who can’t get across.”
He tilts his head, then understanding dawns in his eyes. “We can make ourselves useful. I don’t think either of us has enough magic to make a bridge…”
She shakes her head. “A ferry. People pay to get across, we pay for our food, look like ordinary people.”
Vic smirks at that. “Ordinary?”
“Close enough,” Kay says, and leans in to kiss him.
“A ferry,” says Vic musingly. “Okay.”
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Fandom: Addergoole/fae apoc
Word count: 211
Rating: G
Prompt: Thimbleful Thursday: water under the bridge
Notes: Finally, the return of Kay and Vic! :D Laconic characters are helpful for very short stories.
Vic stops and lowers his bag from his shoulder to rest on the ground. “I’m quite certain,” he says, “that there used to be a bridge here.”
Kayros surveys the empty water, blank and featureless, except for the fact that she can just barely see land on the other side. “Used to be a lot of things that there aren’t anymore.”
“True.” He looks around and shakes his head. “Should we try another way?”
She smiles. “You know what? I think we’ve found our spot.”
He looks at her and blinks his butterfly-feathery eyelashes and waits for her to explain. She doesn’t always have to explain; sometimes he just knows what she means.
She sets down her own pack and gestures at the water. “No bridges here. No bridges up and down. We’re not the only ones who can’t get across.”
He tilts his head, then understanding dawns in his eyes. “We can make ourselves useful. I don’t think either of us has enough magic to make a bridge…”
She shakes her head. “A ferry. People pay to get across, we pay for our food, look like ordinary people.”
Vic smirks at that. “Ordinary?”
“Close enough,” Kay says, and leans in to kiss him.
“A ferry,” says Vic musingly. “Okay.”
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