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Nicholas and Bess - part 3
May. 18th, 2006 09:26 pmAuthor's note: some more historical fic too. Am I spoiling you?
'Do you miss him very much, Nick?' That was Bess, looking up at him through those clear grey eyes that demanded an honest answer.
'Very much, when I remember him. Only, it seems as though he died for me last year when I left. I have grown accustomed to being without him. But I forget, sometimes, that I shan't ever see him again. I have grown so much into the habit of remarking strange things, comic tales, odd people, always thinking, "Will would want to hear that, I must be sure to tell it right when next I see him." And then I catch myself up and feel the same pain once more. Perhaps, soon, I will learn to remember.'
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Nicholas and Bess, part 2
May. 15th, 2006 04:12 pmAuthor's note: Dogstar, your wish is my command!
The muster-master had been glad enough to take Nicholas' proffered bribe from Lord Southampton's purse. He surprised himself feeling a great sigh of relief when he left the ship that last time. He had enjoyed sailing well enough, revelling for a time in the roll of the ocean and the sight of foreign shores. There had been adventure enough to satisfy his youthful curiosity for danger. He had not minded the hard work, though he would be glad enough not to sleep in a hammock again or to eat the mouldy ship's biscuit and stale water. But, he realised, he had been able to enjoy it only because he had known it would end.
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Nicholas and Bess
May. 14th, 2006 11:24 pmSomeone asked for a Nicholas/Bess fic. This one has been gathering metaphorical dust on my computer for years. If anyone's interested in reading more, please leave a comment and I'll add more chapters. Plus, you should know that I've never read Player's Boy, so although I have read The Players and the Rebels and I've read plot summaries of Player's Boy, there may be some canon errors - do let me know if you spot any.
Chapter 1
A tall, brown-skinned, fair-headed lad stood on the prow of the Ark Royal. He was shading his eyes against the bright April sun, trying to make out the distant
'There, Adam, look! You can see the Globe. She's still there.' His voice was loaded with excitement.
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