| Landing delica |
Date: May 8, 2003 Pairing: OB Rating: G Summary: Orlando never bothered to count his trophy. Archive: Enigma Disclaimer: NOT true. Absobloodylutely fictional. Feedback: Yes, please. Note: Written for lotrips100's "gravity" challenge. * * * * * Orlando never bothered to count his trophy, in terms of the number of wounds and scars on his body. When the horse didn't stop and Gimli landed hard on him, a heavy blow to his chest crushed the air out of his lungs in one big blast. His whole body clenched. Pain spreading out from his wounded spine and cracked rib wrapped him up like a cloak. Looking up into the New Zealand sky Orlando couldn't hold his breathless laughter. Because when he fell from heights, he never had a chance to admire the beauty of the amazingly clear blue sky. ~*~ Sorry to put down Gimli here because I've come across different versions, one saying it was John, the other saying it was Brad, John's size double, while here Orlando mentioned Gimli. |
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