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Tombstone Drabble
May. 1st, 2007 11:50 pmTitle: Between Dark and Dream
Series: Tombstone
Character/Pairing: Intimations of Doc Holliday/Wyatt Earp
Rating: G
Notes: My first drabble. Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
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.
Series: Tombstone
Character/Pairing: Intimations of Doc Holliday/Wyatt Earp
Rating: G
Notes: My first drabble. Written for
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.
