Drabble: 'Stars'
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dwgm175 words of Elizabeth and Jack, with reference to an absent Will, for the 'Night' prompt, this week's drabble challenge at Black Pearl Sails.
~ Stars ~
Leaning on the larboard rail, Elizabeth shivered and wondered if the beauty of the night sky would ever again hold joy for her. The star-strewn blackness brought vividly to mind their journey to the Locker, when sorrow, hope, and fear had been her constant, clamorous companions.
“Rum’s good for that.” Jack’s voice, sea-rough and slightly slurred.
She turned to him, watched him sway toward her. There was a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, and his eyes glittered, seeing too much. She grimaced, but held out her hand and accepted the bottle. Swigged, grimacing again at the slow, liquid burn. “Thanks,” she said, and tried to hand it back.
He frowned at the bottle, then raised his eyes to hers once more. “Don’t share with just anyone, y’know.” He leaned close. “Leave the stars to Will and come in where it’s warm, Mrs. Turner.”
She started to chuckle – outrageous, over-confident, seductive: almost the old Jack -- but then something cracked, broke apart inside her.
When he held out his hand, she took it.
~.~
~ Stars ~
Leaning on the larboard rail, Elizabeth shivered and wondered if the beauty of the night sky would ever again hold joy for her. The star-strewn blackness brought vividly to mind their journey to the Locker, when sorrow, hope, and fear had been her constant, clamorous companions.
“Rum’s good for that.” Jack’s voice, sea-rough and slightly slurred.
She turned to him, watched him sway toward her. There was a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, and his eyes glittered, seeing too much. She grimaced, but held out her hand and accepted the bottle. Swigged, grimacing again at the slow, liquid burn. “Thanks,” she said, and tried to hand it back.
He frowned at the bottle, then raised his eyes to hers once more. “Don’t share with just anyone, y’know.” He leaned close. “Leave the stars to Will and come in where it’s warm, Mrs. Turner.”
She started to chuckle – outrageous, over-confident, seductive: almost the old Jack -- but then something cracked, broke apart inside her.
When he held out his hand, she took it.
~.~
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Date: 2009-09-07 06:53 pm (UTC)