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rainbowfic2019-06-20 11:55 pm
bookblather) wrote in rainbowfic2019-06-20 11:55 pm
Paris Green 13: Beginning
Author: Kat
Title: Beginning
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Paris green 13 (River Seine) with shadowsong's paint-by-numbers (Walking by the river at sunset; your hand rests in mine)
Supplies and Materials: Seed beads, oils (weddings), novelty beads (Silence and passion, joy and peace)
Word Count: 127
Rating: PG
Summary: Lily and Bridget were married on a whim.
Warnings: none.
Notes: And Pride fic #11.
Lily and Bridget were married in Paris on a whim, two steps away from the river and three minutes from dusk. Lily wore a pale green t-shirt and jeans, wispy hair sticking to her face. Bridget, always that bit more stylish, wore a sundress, her hair falling over her shoulder. They held hands and whispered their vows to each other, and later they walked by the river, wandering through the twilight, Lily's heart so full there was no room for even words.
Later they would go home and have a wedding, a party for their friends and family and everyone who wished them well. But that moment alone by the Seine, that was their real wedding. Their real beginning.
Lily couldn't wait to see what happened next.
Title: Beginning
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Paris green 13 (River Seine) with shadowsong's paint-by-numbers (Walking by the river at sunset; your hand rests in mine)
Supplies and Materials: Seed beads, oils (weddings), novelty beads (Silence and passion, joy and peace)
Word Count: 127
Rating: PG
Summary: Lily and Bridget were married on a whim.
Warnings: none.
Notes: And Pride fic #11.
Lily and Bridget were married in Paris on a whim, two steps away from the river and three minutes from dusk. Lily wore a pale green t-shirt and jeans, wispy hair sticking to her face. Bridget, always that bit more stylish, wore a sundress, her hair falling over her shoulder. They held hands and whispered their vows to each other, and later they walked by the river, wandering through the twilight, Lily's heart so full there was no room for even words.
Later they would go home and have a wedding, a party for their friends and family and everyone who wished them well. But that moment alone by the Seine, that was their real wedding. Their real beginning.
Lily couldn't wait to see what happened next.
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