Drabble Day Prompt 18
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Russian Civil War H/D 4 U
Date: 2011-09-17 06:14 pm (UTC)Blood has reddened him.
This one was Red now he’s become White.
Death has whitened him.
(From “Swan's Encampment” by Maria Tsvetayeva)
Standing in the snow at the top of a great hill, Draco scans the field of bodies for that of his lover.
Corpses in khaki, corpses in white, circled in halos that turn the snow red. Some of them are still, some still have enough air to call for their mothers. Battle has ended, the survivors have moved northward, leaving in their wake a parade of corpses.
Maybe Potter is among them.
Draco descends from his vantage point, into the ocean of the dead, and begins his futile search. He finds he can no longer tell the difference between his comrades and the enemy — bloated or thrashing or wailing the high, unearthly wail of a dying man.
“Potter!”
He shouts. No one can hear him. The man near his foot rolls onto his stomach and begins to eat snow.
“The best shchi I've ever had,” he whispers, with his dying breath, to the mother he left long ago.
Draco forces himself to go on, rolling over bodies with his foot. Potter's dark hair narrows the search, and soon he only has to check every third body, every fifth body, as they begin to thin out and disperse. He comes to stand at the place where the first shot was fired from the fat body of a rifle.
The war has been over for years now, they say.
Tell that to the dead.
Standing on another hill, Draco turns his eyes on the lone tree. A green banner flits from one of the branches, and as he approaches, he recognizes it as a scarf, loosely knitted from the wool that all old women seem to readily find.
His own.
From the edge of the valley, he can see the sloping survivors, following the arduous trail to Petrograd, to another death on another day. Draco tries to make out Potter's shifting, foolhardy gait among them, but he has lingered to long and they gone too far. The sharp wind beckons him northward, and he takes the shroud in his hands to warm them.
Hope, bright as a star, compels him then to follow.
Re: Russian Civil War H/D 4 U
Date: 2011-09-17 08:19 pm (UTC)Sorry about the wrong log-in id. *shakes head at self*
Re: Russian Civil War H/D 4 U
Date: 2011-09-19 02:52 am (UTC)Thanks very much :D
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Date: 2011-09-17 10:10 pm (UTC)Re: Russian Civil War H/D 4 U
Date: 2011-09-17 10:21 pm (UTC)Re: Russian Civil War H/D 4 U
Date: 2011-09-18 06:02 am (UTC)Damn you're a good writer.
Hey, anyway Draco gets to wear his ushanka, right?
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Date: 2011-09-19 02:51 am (UTC)Re: Russian Civil War H/D 4 U
Date: 2011-09-19 05:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-17 08:55 pm (UTC)other birds (http://altri-uccelli.livejournal.com/17334.html)
And now I'm going to stop posting drabbles, and go and finish my big stuff for fests. XD
Date: 2011-09-17 10:23 pm (UTC)“He likes them. When you aren’t home, it’s a replacement of your smell.” Harry shrugged as he set down his book and kissed Draco lightly on the forehead. His arms surrounded his body and pulled him closer. “If I was a crup, I’d do the same thing. I miss you when we’re at work.”
“You’re a bloody suck up,” Draco murmured quietly, but grinned none the less. He closed his eyes and hummed silently. This wasn't heaven, but it was pretty damn close to it, he was sure.
Re: And now I'm going to stop posting drabbles, and go and finish my big stuff for fests. XD
Date: 2011-09-19 05:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-18 06:44 pm (UTC)Summary Okay, this is just me abusing usernames. I mean no disrespect to the names I used, I love those guys, and I mean not to be mean to the people not in it.
A/N I'm sorry for how dorky and cracky this ended up being, but I was going crazy trying to write something for this prompt
Word count 125
My friends in Lj world,
often brighten my life more
than the RL ones.
When I can’t write, or when I can,
Bleedy’s there to help me out.
You know, the 1 who would bleed-for-you
When I need the chibis, or just great art,
Brini is there to give me some.
You know, MC brini.
When I need beautiful or meaningful banners,
Mittens and Kay are there for me.
You know, my mittens and Ok-Kay-o.
When I need to indulge in other peoples life,
I have Sarahblack who supplies me daily with a fix.
You know, the Sarah in Black.
I hope I brighten your world a bit as well,
or at least give you something with being your friend.
I’m Vanessa the Wolf -ie.
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