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[anghraine]

I managed to write a page of fic, for the first time in ... awhile!

It's not ad astra, which I feel moderately guilty about, but it's something. A Darcy/Elizabeth thing! It's been so long that I was weirdly nervous about writing Austen fic, but I did make a little progress.

Mr and Mrs Gardiner, charmed by Pemberley House, were now all the more set on touring the grounds. She had not seen them for a good eleven years, since shortly before her marriage, and Mr Gardiner never had. He said with a laugh that he’d had little attention to spare for trees and streams just then.

Elizabeth forced a smile. She would have given anything to return instantly to the inn, finest woods in the country or not. She could not, however, bring herself to diminish her aunt’s and uncle’s pleasure. Accordingly, she replied to each of their inquiries, though she scarcely knew what she said, and looked wherever they did, though she saw nothing. She could think only of Darcy.

(I've been poring over P&P all day and ... feels good, feels right. :D)

Comments

[stultiloquentia]

Ooh, nice!

[beatrice_otter]

Hey, any words are good words, particularly after a drought!