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Title: Honeyed
Pairing: Severus/Sirius
Genre: plotless random imagery
Rating: PG
Words: 170
A/N: This is way off-key from your usual Snack, far too romantic if you ask me. This must be some kind of random AU Sirius who can talk in swirling poetic sentences. Don't blame me, blame him.

( I forget, somehow, that my fingers are still sticky... )

Apparently my brain is feeling rhythmic today. This isn't really involving any specific characters (although I know who I'm picturing) or even any identifiable universe, so I don't think it can be called "fanfic", but neither does this really go in my other journal, so you all get to suffer. I am just so tired of not having any imagination anymore...

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As we walk among the birch trees, their finery turned all to tarnished gold where they are not yet quite bare, he reaches for and takes my hand in silence. It is then I know he loves me; though he has both implied and said it, and the words have been momentous, still they often are too easy to be proof. But now, he reaches out with one hand to caress the paper bark, and the fingers of the other, all unthinking, seek my own and press them softly; it is this that shows me forth the yearning of his one soul for my other, through these meager means of closeness we call bodies.

I really wish I could come up with more than this. And it doesn't even go anywhere or say anything.

Title: (untitled)
Characters: Severus Snape
Genre: plotless random imagery (I decree a genre in the name of me *stabs a flag in it*)
Rating: G
Words: 149

( Light shimmered, green and blue and white and violet waves of it. )