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Strangers in the Night (1/?)
anonymous
December 10 2010, 14:37:45 UTC
(I hope OP is still around! Also, derp title is derp, but who can resist Sinatra?)He spotted the woman when she wanted to be seen, standing on the ridge so that her silhouette was clear against the twilight sky. She waved one hand in the universal “don’t shoot, I’m friendly” gesture, the other firmly on her gun. He waved back, finger on his own trigger until she’d scuttled into the light of his campfire and dropped her pack
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Srangers in the Night (3/3)
anonymous
December 10 2010, 14:44:28 UTC
She was already settling in, face toward the stars, one arm flung over her head. “If ya don’t mind.”
He fidgeted, then picked up his guitar. “You want to hear a song I’ve been working on, since the neighbors can’t complain about the ruckus anymore?”
“I’ve been waiting for you to strum those strings since I sat down,” she teased. Her hair had fallen to the side, revealing the rough edge of the scar. He wondered again about that story, but was selfishly glad she hadn’t volunteered it. He liked her smiling.
“I’ve only got the opening so far,” he said, and sang:
From this wasteland they say you are going We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile For they say you are taking the sunshine that has brightened our world for a whileHe strummed the verse a couple more times, enjoying the sound of it drifting over the valley without the skittering of ants to break up the beats. He certainly wasn’t stalling, trying to come up with a line that wouldn’t creep her right out of his campsite if her intentions weren’t in line with his hopes
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Oh wow. I love this beyond all reasonable belief. I have a softspot for the gentlemanly cowboy type, and this just kind of made me melt. Thanks so much, anon <3
Re: Srangers in the Night (3/3)
anonymous
June 6 2011, 21:42:48 UTC
This is such an amazing piece. I'm so glad I went browsing the old part of the meme. The characterization in so few parts - and my God, your courier - I'm in love with this fill. The mood is so perfect, and the Western vernacular is so natural, and how you gave the Courier a whole backstory so easily yet she still feels like the drifter she clearly is, and how you captured the point of view of the lonesome drifter so perfectly . . .
. . . one of the best short stories I've read in a damn long time.
Re: Srangers in the Night (3/3)
anonymous
November 9 2014, 23:59:06 UTC
This is awesome. I love the dialogue, and when I went back to reread it, I was startled by how short the sex scene is for how vivid it was in my head. There is tons of beautiful language here, too: he dropped into sleep like a deep well is just my favourite example.
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He fidgeted, then picked up his guitar. “You want to hear a song I’ve been working on, since the neighbors can’t complain about the ruckus anymore?”
“I’ve been waiting for you to strum those strings since I sat down,” she teased. Her hair had fallen to the side, revealing the rough edge of the scar. He wondered again about that story, but was selfishly glad she hadn’t volunteered it. He liked her smiling.
“I’ve only got the opening so far,” he said, and sang:
From this wasteland they say you are going
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For they say you are taking the sunshine
that has brightened our world for a whileHe strummed the verse a couple more times, enjoying the sound of it drifting over the valley without the skittering of ants to break up the beats. He certainly wasn’t stalling, trying to come up with a line that wouldn’t creep her right out of his campsite if her intentions weren’t in line with his hopes ( ... )
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. . . one of the best short stories I've read in a damn long time.
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