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Passchendaele
Jul. 27th, 2011 09:32 pmTitle: Passchendaele
Author(s): rabidsamfan
Rating: G
Character(s): Watson
Summary: On the eve of battle.
Word Count: 100
Oh, western wind
The taint of chlorine gas from the east, the dull thump of gas-masks on each breath as the men look out across No Man's Land.
When wilt thou blow
The rumble of artillery fire approaching relentlessly; the thunder of heaven from blackened skies.
That the small rain down can rain.
Lightning flare, revealing the white armbands, the red crosses, the frightened eyes looking to him for reassurance, for orders. He smiles, grimly, and does not tell the ambulance crews what he is thinking.
Christ that my love were in my arms,
And I in my bed again!
Backup, until LJ stops being abused. For wwoes prompt.
Author(s): rabidsamfan
Rating: G
Character(s): Watson
Summary: On the eve of battle.
Word Count: 100
Oh, western wind
The taint of chlorine gas from the east, the dull thump of gas-masks on each breath as the men look out across No Man's Land.
When wilt thou blow
The rumble of artillery fire approaching relentlessly; the thunder of heaven from blackened skies.
That the small rain down can rain.
Lightning flare, revealing the white armbands, the red crosses, the frightened eyes looking to him for reassurance, for orders. He smiles, grimly, and does not tell the ambulance crews what he is thinking.
Christ that my love were in my arms,
And I in my bed again!
Backup, until LJ stops being abused. For wwoes prompt.
