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crack_van2009-10-30 04:52 pm
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Timepiece by Thayln (NC-17)
Fandom: STARSKY & HUTCH
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Length: 88k
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thayln
Author Website: Thayln on the Me & Thee Archive
Why this must be read:
My final rec for the month; I hope you've enjoyed our little trip in the van. For my last story - a little out-there-ness.
Have you ever wondered if there were something...more? That if you just had the key, you'd understand the universe, love, life, and time?
Hutch finds such a talisman and experiences the secrets as they are told…and Starsky is unwittingly along for the ride.
A supernatural love story, a trip through time and space and beyond life. It's like you've entered…The Twilight Zone.
Hutch cleaned out every drawer and cupboard and was thinking about the medicine chest in the bathroom when his eyes caught a flash of gold by the window. He turned and there was his guitar, gleaming in the late afternoon light. Something in him grew quiet, still at last.
He crossed the room and sat on the floor in front of the window, raising his face to the sun. He closed his eyes and let colored shapes form behind his lids. A slight breeze drifted through the window, carrying the scent of garlic, the faint smell of exhaust, and even fainter tang of salt water. He felt it play through his hair and move on. There was a tiny thrum of guitar strings vibrating, and somewhere underneath, the heartbeat of the ocean. There was a note in there that moved through him like Starsky's voice. He raised his hand to the guitar and plucked a string. It seemed to vibrate forever. On the street below, a wave of traffic rolled by. He tried another note, and presently another, searching . . .
When Hutch came back to himself, the sun was low in the sky. He tried to remember what he'd been thinking about, but he couldn't hold the memories any more than he could hold the wind. Oh, man. What is going on? What is going on?
Timepiece
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Length: 88k
Author on LJ:
thaylnAuthor Website: Thayln on the Me & Thee Archive
Why this must be read:
My final rec for the month; I hope you've enjoyed our little trip in the van. For my last story - a little out-there-ness.
Have you ever wondered if there were something...more? That if you just had the key, you'd understand the universe, love, life, and time?
Hutch finds such a talisman and experiences the secrets as they are told…and Starsky is unwittingly along for the ride.
A supernatural love story, a trip through time and space and beyond life. It's like you've entered…The Twilight Zone.
Hutch cleaned out every drawer and cupboard and was thinking about the medicine chest in the bathroom when his eyes caught a flash of gold by the window. He turned and there was his guitar, gleaming in the late afternoon light. Something in him grew quiet, still at last.
He crossed the room and sat on the floor in front of the window, raising his face to the sun. He closed his eyes and let colored shapes form behind his lids. A slight breeze drifted through the window, carrying the scent of garlic, the faint smell of exhaust, and even fainter tang of salt water. He felt it play through his hair and move on. There was a tiny thrum of guitar strings vibrating, and somewhere underneath, the heartbeat of the ocean. There was a note in there that moved through him like Starsky's voice. He raised his hand to the guitar and plucked a string. It seemed to vibrate forever. On the street below, a wave of traffic rolled by. He tried another note, and presently another, searching . . .
When Hutch came back to himself, the sun was low in the sky. He tried to remember what he'd been thinking about, but he couldn't hold the memories any more than he could hold the wind. Oh, man. What is going on? What is going on?
Timepiece