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starsandsea) wrote2010-01-05 07:38 pm
starsandsea) wrote2010-01-05 07:38 pm
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Drabble: Stardust
Title: Stardust
Pairing: Diana/Steve
Rating: PG
Word Count: 174
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: I strongly advise you listen to the song Stardust when you read this. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bradygirl_12, who asked for Steve/Diana, Stardust. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.
Diana watched dusk falling. The stars slowly came out, little glimmering lights in the darkness. She remembered Steve describing his flights at night, how amazing it was to be so close to the stars, yet so far away.
Distantly, she could hear music from her sisters and the nymphs, but the music in her own heart drowned it out.
She wondered, sometimes, why she came here so often, why she could not remember her beloved in other ways. Diana smiled now, remembering a night of dancing and kissing and love.
But that was a long time ago, now. A very long time, though the music still haunted her. She could almost feel Steve in her arms again, and see his fearless, yet loving smile.
A nightingale sang, suddenly, in the darkness, and Diana started, lost in the ghost imagery. She sighed. Steve had left her, had died, long ago.
She would always remember him, the music of their love would always be in her heart. And she would have to be content with that.
Pairing: Diana/Steve
Rating: PG
Word Count: 174
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: I strongly advise you listen to the song Stardust when you read this. For
bradygirl_12, who asked for Steve/Diana, Stardust. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.Diana watched dusk falling. The stars slowly came out, little glimmering lights in the darkness. She remembered Steve describing his flights at night, how amazing it was to be so close to the stars, yet so far away.
Distantly, she could hear music from her sisters and the nymphs, but the music in her own heart drowned it out.
She wondered, sometimes, why she came here so often, why she could not remember her beloved in other ways. Diana smiled now, remembering a night of dancing and kissing and love.
But that was a long time ago, now. A very long time, though the music still haunted her. She could almost feel Steve in her arms again, and see his fearless, yet loving smile.
A nightingale sang, suddenly, in the darkness, and Diana started, lost in the ghost imagery. She sighed. Steve had left her, had died, long ago.
She would always remember him, the music of their love would always be in her heart. And she would have to be content with that.
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What a beautiful, sad little tale, Star!
I love the imagery of the stars twinkling at dusk. Poor Diana, her heart is heavy, but the memories are dear.
From the tone of the piece, I'd say a long time ago was very long.
*hugs Diana*
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Thanks for sharing. :)
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Nice sorrow-laded ficlet, and nice use of the nightingale. It fits Diana and the mythos or ethos (whatever the word is) well, playing on the past. Reminds me of DC's idiocy of killing off the character several times over, and I will weep with Diana over that.
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