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fic: saw sunset glow (John/Rodey, PG)
Oct. 9th, 2009 02:21 am380 words, give or take. Written for the current round of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
mcsmooch.
They're ready, now. Ready as they'll ever be. WWI au. Bleak, but no warnings. Title is a line from the poem "In Flanders fields" by John McCrae.
He's kissed John, but that was in the dark.
mcsmooch. They're ready, now. Ready as they'll ever be. WWI au. Bleak, but no warnings. Title is a line from the poem "In Flanders fields" by John McCrae.
He's kissed John, but that was in the dark.