Drabble, A Green Hill, 12
Oct. 21st, 2012 03:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fredbassettTitle : A Green Hill
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Arthur of the Britons
Rating : 12
Characters : Arthur, Kai
Disclaimer : Not mine, no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : None
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arthur_britons challenge, The Dark Before the Dawn
“I need a piss.” Kai’s words were quietly spoken, his breath rising like coils of smoke in the darkness.
“Then have one. There’s time. Cerdig won’t attack before first light.”
Arthur leaned against a rock and carried on running a whetstone over the blade of his sword.
The rhythmic movements kept him calm during the wait while the cloaking shadows of night gave way to the grey tendrils of dawn.
He had chosen the high ground carefully, knowing it would force Cerdig to attack up hill and lend impetus to their charge.
He just hoped he had chosen well enough.
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Arthur of the Britons
Rating : 12
Characters : Arthur, Kai
Disclaimer : Not mine, no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : None
Summary : Written for the
arthur_britons challenge, The Dark Before the Dawn“I need a piss.” Kai’s words were quietly spoken, his breath rising like coils of smoke in the darkness.
“Then have one. There’s time. Cerdig won’t attack before first light.”
Arthur leaned against a rock and carried on running a whetstone over the blade of his sword.
The rhythmic movements kept him calm during the wait while the cloaking shadows of night gave way to the grey tendrils of dawn.
He had chosen the high ground carefully, knowing it would force Cerdig to attack up hill and lend impetus to their charge.
He just hoped he had chosen well enough.
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Date: 2012-10-21 03:08 pm (UTC)Exactly what Arthur's thoughts would be on the eve of battle.
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Date: 2012-10-21 03:31 pm (UTC)and trust the Hound to get pissing in it ;)no subject
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Date: 2012-10-21 08:07 pm (UTC)That's a beautiful line.
I think pissing would have been essential. Everyone does that when they're tense don't they?
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Date: 2012-10-21 08:39 pm (UTC)Practical is exactly what Arthur is. It's how he describes himself in DotK. :D
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Date: 2012-10-21 10:20 pm (UTC)And that is a beautiful icon.
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Date: 2012-10-22 02:39 am (UTC)Great job.
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Date: 2012-10-22 04:10 am (UTC)"the cloaking shadows of night gave way to the grey tendrils of dawn." What fabulous imagery.
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