June 13th, 2014

Goodnight Noises Everywhere

Title: Goodnight Noises Everywhere

Author: Eglantine_br

Word Count 1480

Rating R for dreadful smut



Goodnight Noises Everywhere



I was thinking about the silver razor, actually. About the things that we bring with us from place to place, what we loose, what we keep. I did not mean the whole thing to go to smut.


Horatio blinked. The lamp was lit, and his sleepy eyes saw strange halos in the light and shadows. His sleepy mind listed the things in the room-- he had done this a child, when he could not sleep. It was an old game for him. 'This is my toy horse, this is my book, this is my little white chair...' He had little trouble sleeping now, but he played the game anyway. He counted Archie's things too.

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