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rabidsamfanWhen the pain from his left shoulder finally allowed it, he noticed that he was thirsty, and that his right hand was cold and wet. He lifted it, bringing the heavy sleeve to his lips where he could suckle at it like a birthblind kitten.
"Sir?"
He opened his eyes, saw the roof of the karez above him, the light from a nearby vertical shaft reflected up in bright patterns from the channel of water. Young Murray was huddled against the far wall, shivering with exhaustion and the fear of being left alone. "I thought you were dead."
"Not yet."
The last July prompt, although there's an amnesty list. And I've indulged in Internet research again! here, here,
here, and here.
"Sir?"
He opened his eyes, saw the roof of the karez above him, the light from a nearby vertical shaft reflected up in bright patterns from the channel of water. Young Murray was huddled against the far wall, shivering with exhaustion and the fear of being left alone. "I thought you were dead."
"Not yet."
The last July prompt, although there's an amnesty list. And I've indulged in Internet research again! here, here,
here, and here.
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Date: 2011-07-31 11:49 pm (UTC)I wish to knit your fics into a blanket of hurt/comfort and curl up in them when I'm cold and angsty.
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