4 Works in Douglas/Hotspur (Henry IV)
Vasty Heights by Lilliburlero for speakmefair
15 Aug 2013
It wasn’t that he didn’t notice that there was something odd from the start... It was just that it was Christmas night, everyone was half-drunk and bored daft and Sir Henry Percy was a knight of the Garter, Warden of the east marches, Royal Lieutenant in Wales, not a peasant to be affrighted by bogles, wodwos and salvage men nor a florid Celt to speak credulously of trepidations, portents and freaks.
(The dreams were another thing, another thing entirely, only a fool could fail to see the difference.)
Of course it was a pleasantry. There was nothing else on earth it could have been.
The three of them have draped a tarpaulin over their bit of the trench--or what Archie calls a tarpaulin, although it's scarcely better than a thin cotton sheet worn translucent with cold sweat and the steady friction of night-tremors.
24 Dec 2009
Old Northumberland is a wolf, mayhap, but his son is a lord, and shall have a lordly welcome.
Two beautiful men, two different encounters.