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A Trick of the Light by Kellie Matthews (G)
Fandom: MAN FROM U.N.C.L.E.
Pairing: Gen
Word Count:: 3300
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kelliem
Author Website: Kellie Matthews
Why this must be read:
Kellie wrote this story for Down The Chimney 4 on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
muncle so you won't find it on her website, which is a shame as it deserves to be noticed.
Illya has crashed his car swerving to avoid an animal in the middle of the road and has to spend the night camping in the wild.. Now this animal is sticking close to him and acting as if they understand each other. Illya doesn't believe in spirits or metaphysical things, but there is something unnerving about the beast.
The first half of the story is dialogue between Illya and the animal and it shows a gentler Illya then we normally get. In the second half, Illya begins to discover just what sort of animal he's been with all night and it disconcerts him.
He sighed, and used the lower edge of his sport-coat to insulate his hand as he pulled the soup off the stove to let it cool a bit. The action drew a hopeful look from across the fire. and Illya laughed softly. "Yes, you'll get your share, but I hope you don't mind vegetarian fare."
His words provoked a tail-thump, though the animal didn't come any closer. It was skittish, more than half wild. Illya wondered what breed it was. Long-legged and rangy, with a tawny, brindled coat, golden eyes, large, pointed ears and a narrow muzzle, he would have taken it for a coyote had it not had irregular splotches of white on its shoulders and forelegs as if someone had spilled bleach on it. At any rate, though it appeared uninjured, it seemed to feel compelled to hang around, which was definitely not coyote-like. At least not like any coyote he'd heard of– not that his experience was vast.
Whatever it was, it clearly wasn't dangerous, except to his driving. When he'd come to after the crash, the animal had been sitting watching him. If it had wanted to eat him, it could have done so while he was unconscious, so he'd classified it as a non-threat and mostly ignored it. It didn't ignore him though. It watched him with much the same fascination a young child might display while watching cartoons on the television. At times he had the feeling it was just as amused, too.
A Trick of the Light
Pairing: Gen
Word Count:: 3300
Author on LJ:
kelliemAuthor Website: Kellie Matthews
Why this must be read:
Kellie wrote this story for Down The Chimney 4 on
muncle so you won't find it on her website, which is a shame as it deserves to be noticed.Illya has crashed his car swerving to avoid an animal in the middle of the road and has to spend the night camping in the wild.. Now this animal is sticking close to him and acting as if they understand each other. Illya doesn't believe in spirits or metaphysical things, but there is something unnerving about the beast.
The first half of the story is dialogue between Illya and the animal and it shows a gentler Illya then we normally get. In the second half, Illya begins to discover just what sort of animal he's been with all night and it disconcerts him.
He sighed, and used the lower edge of his sport-coat to insulate his hand as he pulled the soup off the stove to let it cool a bit. The action drew a hopeful look from across the fire. and Illya laughed softly. "Yes, you'll get your share, but I hope you don't mind vegetarian fare."
His words provoked a tail-thump, though the animal didn't come any closer. It was skittish, more than half wild. Illya wondered what breed it was. Long-legged and rangy, with a tawny, brindled coat, golden eyes, large, pointed ears and a narrow muzzle, he would have taken it for a coyote had it not had irregular splotches of white on its shoulders and forelegs as if someone had spilled bleach on it. At any rate, though it appeared uninjured, it seemed to feel compelled to hang around, which was definitely not coyote-like. At least not like any coyote he'd heard of– not that his experience was vast.
Whatever it was, it clearly wasn't dangerous, except to his driving. When he'd come to after the crash, the animal had been sitting watching him. If it had wanted to eat him, it could have done so while he was unconscious, so he'd classified it as a non-threat and mostly ignored it. It didn't ignore him though. It watched him with much the same fascination a young child might display while watching cartoons on the television. At times he had the feeling it was just as amused, too.
A Trick of the Light