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marginalia) wrote2003-05-06 07:34 am
marginalia) wrote2003-05-06 07:34 am
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interludes
praise jeebus. that woman is finally off the internet.
colors are brighter wherever dom lives. elijah thought at first that it was new zealand and the bursts of different and bright and new, but slowly the rest of their new world calmed down around them.
dom's place, though, stays bright. elijah isn't sure why. it doesn't have anything to do with his decorating sensibility because no such beast exists. elijah is willing to bet that dom will live out of cardboard boxes for the entire shoot. that doesn't stop him from spending, though. dom plunks down money for anything up to and including a purple stuffed monkey.
so it isn't new zealand, and it's definitely not style. elijah ponders the question in feet, sneaking glances at dom in the mirror. for research purposes only, of course. he casts around in his mind for color. memories of brightness. and suddenly it strikes him as only the blindingly obvious can.
home.
something about dom says home to elijah.
elijah wants to sit down, but he's in feet and it's forbidden, so he reaches out to steady himself, hoping no one will notice.
and once he's thought it, of course, he can't get it out of his mind.
dominic feels like home.
now, off to school.
colors are brighter wherever dom lives. elijah thought at first that it was new zealand and the bursts of different and bright and new, but slowly the rest of their new world calmed down around them.
dom's place, though, stays bright. elijah isn't sure why. it doesn't have anything to do with his decorating sensibility because no such beast exists. elijah is willing to bet that dom will live out of cardboard boxes for the entire shoot. that doesn't stop him from spending, though. dom plunks down money for anything up to and including a purple stuffed monkey.
so it isn't new zealand, and it's definitely not style. elijah ponders the question in feet, sneaking glances at dom in the mirror. for research purposes only, of course. he casts around in his mind for color. memories of brightness. and suddenly it strikes him as only the blindingly obvious can.
home.
something about dom says home to elijah.
elijah wants to sit down, but he's in feet and it's forbidden, so he reaches out to steady himself, hoping no one will notice.
and once he's thought it, of course, he can't get it out of his mind.
dominic feels like home.
now, off to school.
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i'm glad i posted that monkey snippet earlier, since i had to take it out of this one. *snuggles dom and
his monkeyhis monkey*