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A sacrifice, if you like, or a misjudged advance, by pushdragon (PG13)
Fandom: LYMOND CHRONICLES
Pairing: Lymond/ Will Scott
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pushdragon
Author Website: http://archive.skyehawke.com/authors.php?no=101, http://www.schnoogle.com/authorLinks/George_Pushdragon/
Why this must be read:
Writing in Dorothy Dunnett's universe is a daunting task. Writing in Dunnett's voice, and so well that your words feel like canon, is almost impossible.pushdragon does a remarkable job of capturing it all: the language, the sense of history, and the relationship being forged between two difficult, dangerous men.
It was an act as profound as it was simple: the Master reached out and placed his fingers over the back of Scott's wrist, slipping beneath the extremity of his sleeve.
The gesture turned Johnnie's stomach over. In a drunken Edinburgh laneway, on a foggy autumn night, he remembered it. The same touch, the same direct, low-lidded gaze, and for the merest instant, the Master of Culter's breath against his ear. It had been an experiment, he'd realised instantly as he covered his reaction with a weak grin. Lymond had been testing to see if there might be another lever he could use to alter the balance of power between them. Whatever the Master had concluded that night, the experiment had never been repeated, though Johnnie had watched for it and rehearsed a different reaction.
A sacrifice, if you like, or a misjudged advance
Pairing: Lymond/ Will Scott
Author on LJ:
pushdragonAuthor Website: http://archive.skyehawke.com/authors.php?no=101, http://www.schnoogle.com/authorLinks/George_Pushdragon/
Why this must be read:
Writing in Dorothy Dunnett's universe is a daunting task. Writing in Dunnett's voice, and so well that your words feel like canon, is almost impossible.
pushdragon does a remarkable job of capturing it all: the language, the sense of history, and the relationship being forged between two difficult, dangerous men. It was an act as profound as it was simple: the Master reached out and placed his fingers over the back of Scott's wrist, slipping beneath the extremity of his sleeve.
The gesture turned Johnnie's stomach over. In a drunken Edinburgh laneway, on a foggy autumn night, he remembered it. The same touch, the same direct, low-lidded gaze, and for the merest instant, the Master of Culter's breath against his ear. It had been an experiment, he'd realised instantly as he covered his reaction with a weak grin. Lymond had been testing to see if there might be another lever he could use to alter the balance of power between them. Whatever the Master had concluded that night, the experiment had never been repeated, though Johnnie had watched for it and rehearsed a different reaction.
A sacrifice, if you like, or a misjudged advance
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(Anonymous) 2006-12-26 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)Alexandra