Nov. 1st, 2006

calime: Smaug; text: Lurking worm (Default)
Happygoodquietcontemplative etc Halloween/All Souls'/Samhain/cold dark October eve/not so cold dark October evening/ something else of your choice...

*lights a candle*
calime: Smaug; text: Lurking worm (D/M tea)
For the [livejournal.com profile] highlander100 114th Challenge All Hallows, also in the spirit of [livejournal.com profile] mini_nanowrimo
Fandom: Highlander, obviously.
Disclaimer: Not mine, if recognisable.
100 words of ... hmm... shippy sap?

Socks and the sword, the black jeans will do, the sweater, the coat, mustn’t forget the good single malt, picked with care the day before.

Lock the door, down the street, he has somewhere to be. Round the corner, he finds himself whistling, he comes bearing gifts, but he’s no Greek to be wary of.

Though, when in Rome… what’s that they say?

He knocks.

"Trick or treat?" to the opening door.

"I can never guess with you," amusement in the answer, welcoming.

"I forgot the mask," he offers.

"Good," the brilliant smile a promise, "You don’t need one here."