Drabble: Where the heart is
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bluespiritWhere the heart is
by
Bluespirit
LotR RPS
Pairing: Sean/Orli
Rating: G
Summary: Early morning musing.
Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. The author is not making any claims as to the real life sexualities or preferences of the people portrayed here. This is purely for entertainment, not profit.
Notes:~
1. I was walking Rascal through the woods this morning and it was so beautiful and clear that I began to think about Orlando working away so much, and about his comments in various interviews that England is still his home. I was inspired to write this drabble.
2. Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pirate_hussies for the read through. *mwah*
3. Kind feedback is very welcome, thank you.
Formarialayne - I'm thinking of you, sweetheart. ♥
Where the heart is
by
Bluespirit
The morning was cold but bright, the air rich with bird song and the heady scent of blossom. Dappled sunlight sparkled on the wet grass and graceful nodding bluebells scattered their jewels of dew as an excited blur of black fur rushed by in frantic pursuit of rabbits long gone.
"Sidi!" Orlando laughed as delighted barking signified another new trail to follow.
Orlando sighed happily. "It's good to be back in England." His smile broadened as strong arms slipped around his waist and a kiss warmed his cheek.
"Yeah, you're right, sweetheart," Sean murmured. "It's good to have you home."
The End
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Oh, to be in England
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England—now!
And after April, when May follows,
And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows!
Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge
Leans to the field and scatters on the clover
Blossoms and dewdrops—at the bent spray's edge—
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture!
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower
—Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!
Home Thoughts, From Abroad by Robert Browning (1812 - 1889)
by
Bluespirit
LotR RPS
Pairing: Sean/Orli
Rating: G
Summary: Early morning musing.
Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. The author is not making any claims as to the real life sexualities or preferences of the people portrayed here. This is purely for entertainment, not profit.
Notes:~
1. I was walking Rascal through the woods this morning and it was so beautiful and clear that I began to think about Orlando working away so much, and about his comments in various interviews that England is still his home. I was inspired to write this drabble.
2. Thanks to
pirate_hussies for the read through. *mwah*3. Kind feedback is very welcome, thank you.
For
marialayne - I'm thinking of you, sweetheart. ♥Where the heart is
by
Bluespirit
The morning was cold but bright, the air rich with bird song and the heady scent of blossom. Dappled sunlight sparkled on the wet grass and graceful nodding bluebells scattered their jewels of dew as an excited blur of black fur rushed by in frantic pursuit of rabbits long gone.
"Sidi!" Orlando laughed as delighted barking signified another new trail to follow.
Orlando sighed happily. "It's good to be back in England." His smile broadened as strong arms slipped around his waist and a kiss warmed his cheek.
"Yeah, you're right, sweetheart," Sean murmured. "It's good to have you home."
The End
~
Oh, to be in England
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England—now!
And after April, when May follows,
And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows!
Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge
Leans to the field and scatters on the clover
Blossoms and dewdrops—at the bent spray's edge—
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture!
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower
—Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!
Home Thoughts, From Abroad by Robert Browning (1812 - 1889)
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Date: 26 Apr 2005 08:30 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 26 Apr 2005 09:25 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 26 Apr 2005 09:26 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 26 Apr 2005 09:29 am (UTC)You are sweet!
*mwah*
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Date: 26 Apr 2005 09:26 am (UTC)♥
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Date: 26 Apr 2005 08:51 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 26 Apr 2005 09:27 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 26 Apr 2005 09:25 am (UTC)Made me feel all warm and fuzzy....
*Beams*
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Date: 26 Apr 2005 09:28 am (UTC)I did feel sort of warm & fuzzy as I wrote it. :-)
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Date: 26 Apr 2005 09:34 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 26 Apr 2005 09:40 am (UTC)Thank you. :)
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Date: 27 Apr 2005 01:17 am (UTC)*huggles*
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Date: 26 Apr 2005 12:36 pm (UTC)it's lovely to see the boys getting some r&r time together.
the title is so fitting too.
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Date: 27 Apr 2005 01:25 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 26 Apr 2005 01:40 pm (UTC)I just love the boys. :)
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Date: 27 Apr 2005 01:27 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 26 Apr 2005 02:25 pm (UTC)You know what I really love about this drabble, it's a jazz to the senses. For the moment it takes to read it fills you with the smell of the blossom, the feel of the fresh cold air and the warm caress of Sean's touch...I think I'm in love.
Wonderful.
*mwah*
.xx.
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Date: 27 Apr 2005 01:31 am (UTC)I wanted to try to recreate those sensations - I'm so glad it worked for you, angel.
*mwah*
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Date: 26 Apr 2005 03:18 pm (UTC)this was warming and breathtaking, even though it was short.
very visual, very you.
BTW
Your sponsorship money is in the post.
Might as well have it now.
HUGS you
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Date: 27 Apr 2005 01:45 am (UTC)And thank you for the sponsorhip! I'll let you know when it arrives.
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Date: 27 Apr 2005 01:47 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 27 Apr 2005 08:48 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 27 Apr 2005 10:42 am (UTC)*hugs you tight*
Love you. ♥
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Date: 28 Apr 2005 07:31 am (UTC)That was just adorable
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Date: 28 Apr 2005 07:55 am (UTC)Thank you. :-)
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Date: 28 Apr 2005 09:50 am (UTC):-)
Thank you!
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