SPAM-A-LOT. AKA: what commodorified does to me.

[quigonejinn]

Death and Desire were walking together through a village.

"Look," Desire said, pointing to a window. Sitting on the other side of the glass was a young boy, alone, bent over a thick book with great concentration despite the fact that it was a lovely summer day outside.

"I rather like him," Desire said, and blew a kiss to him through the glass such that the boy's cheeks colored. After that, he not only looked as pretty as a girl when his cheeks all pink, but in that flush, he also displayed a hint of the spirit that would charm men and women alike when youth had passed from him.

After a moment, Death said, "I like him, too."

And the boy smiled while reading more of Quiberon Bay under Hawke.



Pellew was not a man who feared hangings: he knew their value in maintaining discipline. He had been a bloody captain on occaision, and when circumstnaces required, he could be flexible about proof of guilt.

As a result, it should have worked in his favor that he, of all the court, wanted to wait and let Kennedy die on his own. Nevertheless, it was only by persuasion and rank and certain other concession that he was able to carry the day. Collins pointed out, in fact, that Pellew was notorious for having his favorites. Hammond looked at him from the corners of his eyes, and it had taken Hammond, voting with Pellew, to achieve the delay.

If Kennedy had lived through to the afternoon, he would have died on a rope.

A few months later, Hammond claimed the favor he was owed by having a certain young gentleman admitted to Hornblower's ship.

Comments

[nautacarus.livejournal.com]

I suppose there's a general lack of fanfiction about non-central/non-heroic/non-hot characters... even though they're probably the figures who'd make the best novels... Maybe! My point being that a lot of the "neglected" figures are really very interesting.

so easily distracted

I can relate... But I hope your Muse returns in lengthy and connected form!
(Err, I'm really not making sense today, am I? The muse is a centipede, hehe.)