Nov. 19th, 2019

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Drabble for the Silverflint DOW Week 11 November 18, 2019: talent, kettle, forest

After fighting off an attacker a cold and wet Silver and Flint take refuge at Miranda's cottage. Season 01, huddling for warmth.


They ran through the forest in the rain, finally reaching the cottage where Miranda gave them blankets, put on the kettle, and went back to bed.

Silver took off his wet garments and huddled by the fireside under a blanket. Flint followed suit.

"You're not hurt?"

"Just cold," Silver said, teeth chattering. He had a talent for lucky escapes and Flint had killed their attackers.

"Come here." Flint pulled him close to share body heat, skin to skin.

Silver stopped shivering. The kettle boiled; Flint offered to make tea.

"In a minute." He didn't want Flint to let go yet.

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