Post by rosiexrainbow on Aug 18, 2009 4:02:12 GMT 10
Title: Too Much
Author: rosiexrainbow
Fandom: Tamora Pierce’s Tortall
Rating: PG
Summary: Malorie's Peak Prompt #7 - Excess
Length: 210 words.
She drank too much wine and he had already dealt with too much to his aunt’s moaning – at an extremely loud volume – and they both had more fun than they’d anticipated; the next thing they knew he was in his loincloth and she was blanket-clad as Burchard of Stone Mountain screamed at his squire, who evidently had too many enemies (and by the lack of surprise she was showing at the sight of her knight-master in his underclothes, an abundance of intuition).
Title: The Summer Rains
Author: rosiexrainbow
Fandom: Tamora Pierce’s Tortall
Rating: PG
Summary: Malorie's Peak Prompt #9 - Two of a Kind
Length: 210 words.
Author's Notes: Femslash. Cookies for guessing who it is, I s’pose?
It was a playful, flirtatious relationship with the threat of more hanging over their heads. Two beauties, two cultures, two very different women. Two long, hard years.
Because without their dear ones both women were vulnerable. They met in the hallway, each surprised at the other’s audacity. Their first kiss was a hesitant one, filled with worry and rebellion and that self-same passion they were both infamous for.
Yet she was cautious, and she was reckless, and both were captivated by this alluring yet tender affair. When they met in passing it was a hurried glance and the briefest touch; only increasing the longing.
She was cautious, and she was reckless, and the angry fighting was as passionate as the nights spent in dirty inns across the city. Never the same one twice. Never the same anything twice. As winter changed into spring changed into summer, this love changed along with the seasons, as unpredictable as the summer rains.
And when they were no longer alone they met under the cover of blackness and a crescent moon; the sliver of light hiding the lovers from the crowds. They met in darkness and sat in silence. It was a broken, tearful whisper, “What’s to come?”
And the summer rains came pouring down like the gods were crying along with the doomed lovers.
Author: rosiexrainbow
Fandom: Tamora Pierce’s Tortall
Rating: PG
Summary: Malorie's Peak Prompt #7 - Excess
Length: 210 words.
She drank too much wine and he had already dealt with too much to his aunt’s moaning – at an extremely loud volume – and they both had more fun than they’d anticipated; the next thing they knew he was in his loincloth and she was blanket-clad as Burchard of Stone Mountain screamed at his squire, who evidently had too many enemies (and by the lack of surprise she was showing at the sight of her knight-master in his underclothes, an abundance of intuition).
Title: The Summer Rains
Author: rosiexrainbow
Fandom: Tamora Pierce’s Tortall
Rating: PG
Summary: Malorie's Peak Prompt #9 - Two of a Kind
Length: 210 words.
Author's Notes: Femslash. Cookies for guessing who it is, I s’pose?
It was a playful, flirtatious relationship with the threat of more hanging over their heads. Two beauties, two cultures, two very different women. Two long, hard years.
Because without their dear ones both women were vulnerable. They met in the hallway, each surprised at the other’s audacity. Their first kiss was a hesitant one, filled with worry and rebellion and that self-same passion they were both infamous for.
Yet she was cautious, and she was reckless, and both were captivated by this alluring yet tender affair. When they met in passing it was a hurried glance and the briefest touch; only increasing the longing.
She was cautious, and she was reckless, and the angry fighting was as passionate as the nights spent in dirty inns across the city. Never the same one twice. Never the same anything twice. As winter changed into spring changed into summer, this love changed along with the seasons, as unpredictable as the summer rains.
And when they were no longer alone they met under the cover of blackness and a crescent moon; the sliver of light hiding the lovers from the crowds. They met in darkness and sat in silence. It was a broken, tearful whisper, “What’s to come?”
And the summer rains came pouring down like the gods were crying along with the doomed lovers.
My first review on a fic!
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!