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[artyartie]

Shamelessly gakked from cerebel, who wrote yet a disturbing yet hot Cicero/Antony comment fic for me (part of the yummy Rome trifecta I've enjoyed this morning). Either a fandom or non-fandom icon is fine, so long as it's a fandom I'm familiar with.

So. I need a distraction. I have nothing much that I'm writing right now, and I'd like a challenge, so here's the thing. If you guys are interested, comment here with a pretty icon that you absolutely adore, and I'll respond with a short comment-length ficlet based on said icon.

So. Start the clock! And, comment away. :D

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[artyartie.livejournal.com]

"Do you know I have a poet in my ranks?"

Cassius looks at him from across the tent, his eyes dark, amused. "Besides yourself?"

Brutus laughs, leans back against his fur-lined couch, warm in the Macedonian sun. "I'm a purveyor of melodramatic piffle. He has real talent - and a clever tongue besides."

"I wonder how he'll tell our story," Cassius glances to the door, distracted.

"It seems to be lacking an ending." Brutus smiles at his own witticism and closes his eyes. They flutter open again at the sound of hoofbeats, heavy on the ground.

The messenger who comes into the tent is caked with the dust of the road, his limbs bowed with exhaustion, but his eyes are bright. "From Cicero," he says, his breaths coming in shuddering gasps. "Of the utmost importance."

Brutus rises to his feet, takes the proffered scroll. It's feather light but curiously heavy in his hand. "Perhaps this is our ending," he says, but for good or for ill he does not know.

[spacemonkey-27.livejournal.com]

Oh, I love this. It's beautiful. Thank you so much. You've captured Brutus and Cassius to a tee. And that little mention of Cicero, wonderful.

Brutus smiles at his own witticism and closes his eyes.
This line made me giggle. So Brutus.

Thank you , Thank you. This made my day.

[artyartie.livejournal.com]

Today was just Brutus/Cassius day. :) So glad you liked it!