Sep. 10th, 2013

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FB3X Drabble Cascade #27 - Season

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Title: The Last Days of Summer (G, m/m)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: Season


Sunlight filtered through the leaves of orange and yellow and green. It fell on the quilt spread over still sweetly soft grass and the picnic basket open, spilling out its contents. They’d been in a hurry after the long walk from the car to the copse of trees, first bumping shoulders as they walked and then holding hands as they got further from the roadway. No sense announcing what they were in search of to anybody passing by.
He smiled up into the tree contented and then rolled over to kiss James where he lay naked in the dappled light.
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FB3X Drabble Cascade #27 - Season

Drabble Cascade at FB3X - Every Tuesday



Title: The Last Days of Summer, the Zombie edition (G, m/m)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: Season
Blame this on Mee_eep. Why yes I am giggling. Meep's the one who confused copse and corpse.



Sunlight filtered through the leaves of orange and yellow and green. It fell on the quilt spread over still sweetly soft grass and onto what had spilled out of it. They’d been in a hurry after the long walk from the car bringing the corpse with them to under the trees, first bumping shoulders as they stumbled along and then holding hands as they got further from the roadway. No sense announcing what they intended to anybody passing by.
He growled in pleasure, kissing James in the dappled light before they started ripping into the flesh of their picnic meal.

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