aubreym: Ocean beach at sunset (Default)
Title: Childish Things
Series: Tombstone  
Character/Pairing: Intimations of Doc Holliday/Wyatt Earp  
Rating: G
Notes:  Written for today's [community profile] 31_days challenge: “When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things.”  (Doc's POV)

When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things.  Somehow, as I stored away the toys and games, balls and blocks, flights of fancy all – a thing was lost beside, though I did not realize.  Like cobwebs, those props of childhood trapped the best of what I could have been, leaving me stark and dry.  I had not missed my heart before.  Then your hand opened, sharing you entire.  So I offer you my loyalty, all that I have left.
aubreym: Ocean beach at sunset (Default)
Title: One by One
Series: Tombstone   
Character/Pairing: Doc Holliday
Rating: G
Notes: Written for today's [community profile] 31_days challenge "one by one the nights will fall".  Mattie was Doc's cousin, and a nun.  They wrote each other throughout their lives.


Dearest Mattie ~

I find myself taken by a peculiar mood this eve; please pardon me, if you would.  The weather has turned cold.  The year grows short, and something gathers on the horizon like clouds piling dark before the storm.  I doubt it will pass so quickly.  One by one the nights will fall and I wonder who will fall with them.  I do not fear for myself but for those who have become my family in these empty lands.  Though I shall protect them with what life is left in me, I fear failure.  Pray for them. 

Your J.H.H.
aubreym: Ocean beach at sunset (Default)
Title: Between Dark and Dream
Series: Tombstone   
Character/Pairing: Intimations of Doc Holliday/Wyatt Earp   
Rating: G
Notes: My first drabble.  Written for [community profile] 31_days challenge for today: “Between the click of the light and the start of the dream”

His favorite time of day is the moment just after he extinguishes the lamp, but before he surrenders to sleep.  In that darkness time shifts, becomes fluid.  He lives whole lifetimes – watching them play out against closed eyelids.  There he can breathe easily and deeply, the air rich and heavy with loam and honeysuckle. Sun shines warm on his skin until he tingles as before lightning strikes.  Then, only then, calloused hands skim over his body, kneading sore muscles.  Promising more.  All.  Promising life in this place alone. Until dream becomes the nightmare, or the coughing shakes him into reality.

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