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The Love Song of S. Raymond Kowalski by Aria, PG-13
Wait, didn't I just do this? What, ten months ago, you say? It seems much less! I'm Julia, I'll be driving the dueSouth crack fan for June, and let the circumstances of my first story be fair warning that my course may be erratic and my driving style a little hard on the clutch. Fasten your seatbelts, we're in for a bumpy ride.
Fandom:DUE SOUTH
Pairing:Ray Kowalski/Benton Fraser
Length:4960 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ariastar
Author Website: (or a link to where more of their fic is archived)Aria's fic in memories
Why this must be read: Poetry, literal and figurative, breathes life into this story- Ray's poetic soul, Fraser's mental library of fine literature and sad memories, the stern rhymes of storm winds and iron cold, the demanding rhythms of survival in the face of bad odds.
For about a day Ray had been really scared of that, of the way he'd be able to just take a look at Fraser and tell if Fraser was tired or irritated or content, the way he could just know, without getting Fraser riled up or pushing at him, because if all the snow and empty space laid Fraser bare, Ray was probably fucking transparent. But after that first day it was okay, because there was something in all the trees and rocks and frozen land, vastly quiet, that called up an echoing quiet in them. Sometimes Ray bitched about the food and sometimes Fraser pointed out interesting landmarks, and they talked whenever Fraser needed to teach Ray how to do something with his skis or the sled or the tent, and both of them could be pretty loud fooling around with the dogs, but mostly they did this weird zen thing, talking-by-not-talking. A few weeks of the adventure and Ray'd probably learned as much again about Fraser as he had that whole first year.
The Love Song of S. Raymond Kowalski
Fandom:DUE SOUTH
Pairing:Ray Kowalski/Benton Fraser
Length:4960 words
Author on LJ:
ariastarAuthor Website: (or a link to where more of their fic is archived)Aria's fic in memories
Why this must be read: Poetry, literal and figurative, breathes life into this story- Ray's poetic soul, Fraser's mental library of fine literature and sad memories, the stern rhymes of storm winds and iron cold, the demanding rhythms of survival in the face of bad odds.
For about a day Ray had been really scared of that, of the way he'd be able to just take a look at Fraser and tell if Fraser was tired or irritated or content, the way he could just know, without getting Fraser riled up or pushing at him, because if all the snow and empty space laid Fraser bare, Ray was probably fucking transparent. But after that first day it was okay, because there was something in all the trees and rocks and frozen land, vastly quiet, that called up an echoing quiet in them. Sometimes Ray bitched about the food and sometimes Fraser pointed out interesting landmarks, and they talked whenever Fraser needed to teach Ray how to do something with his skis or the sled or the tent, and both of them could be pretty loud fooling around with the dogs, but mostly they did this weird zen thing, talking-by-not-talking. A few weeks of the adventure and Ray'd probably learned as much again about Fraser as he had that whole first year.
The Love Song of S. Raymond Kowalski