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Something Tangible by Yolande (PG-13)
Fandom: THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN
Pairing: none
Length: ~3000 words
Author on LJ: not known
Author Website: Yolande's stories at Blackraptor
Why this must be read: Yolande has several very good stories in different 'verses, focused on Chris and Ezra interactions; this is one of them, set in the OW. Chris is destroying his place, trying to find something, and Ezra happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
The stove fell over with a clamour, landing on its side and smashing Chris’ last bottle of whiskey underneath, its contents bleeding over the floor. “Hell!” He ran sooty hands through his blond hair and puffed, wheezing almost, to restore his lungs. Black soot invaded his airways and for a while he coughed with no end in sight. Eventually he sank to his knees, fighting his exhaustion, but not wanting to abandon his search. Why wasn’t it here? Sarah’s locket. He wouldn’t even have had that, except for Ella. The Locket was his only tangible reminder of Sarah he had left. He had nothing of Adam.
Something Tangible
Pairing: none
Length: ~3000 words
Author on LJ: not known
Author Website: Yolande's stories at Blackraptor
Why this must be read: Yolande has several very good stories in different 'verses, focused on Chris and Ezra interactions; this is one of them, set in the OW. Chris is destroying his place, trying to find something, and Ezra happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
The stove fell over with a clamour, landing on its side and smashing Chris’ last bottle of whiskey underneath, its contents bleeding over the floor. “Hell!” He ran sooty hands through his blond hair and puffed, wheezing almost, to restore his lungs. Black soot invaded his airways and for a while he coughed with no end in sight. Eventually he sank to his knees, fighting his exhaustion, but not wanting to abandon his search. Why wasn’t it here? Sarah’s locket. He wouldn’t even have had that, except for Ella. The Locket was his only tangible reminder of Sarah he had left. He had nothing of Adam.
Something Tangible