24 July 2012

Tuesday Tales - Promt Dawn

“Time is an illusion.” ― Albert Einstein So, where did it go to in the past seven days?
Here is another Tuesday Tales offering to this week's prompt 'dawn'.
It is from my Regency wip Vidal's Honor

Salamanca – July 22nd 1812

“We’ve endured some bad storms, have we not Dev, but I misremember one as bad as this.”

My Lady Beaumont snuggled up to her lord, her head on his shoulder.  They’d celebrate three blissful, if unusual years of marriage in a month’s time.  Hopefully this time they’d be back in England and she’d throw a party like none before. 

“The lightning was so bright at one point I thought it had struck our tent.”

“At least we had some cover,” Honor sighed, “those poor soldiers have no shelter at all and Wellington will expect them to perform their duties regardless.”

"We are at war, my dear.”  Lord Beaumont pulled his wife closer.  One more day and they’d be on their way home.  One more day…


So why did Devlin dread the coming dawn?


Another burst of thunder directly overhead shook the ground, and a flash of lightning lit up their meagre bivouac, followed within seconds by another flash and another roar of thunder.

“It must be all of two hours since this storm began.”  Honor traced Dev’s lips with her finger. “Perhaps we should distract ourselves?”

“And how do you suggest we do that?” Pushing the unidentified dread to the back of his mind, Devlin kissed his wife long and hard.

“That’s a good start.”  Honor returned his kiss and followed where he led.

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8 comments:

Jean said...

Love her idea about distraction! So subtle yet meaningful and he caught her drift right away. Love this story. Looking forward to more next week.

Lindsay said...

I'm wondering what is dwelling on his mind but I am glad to see she knows the best way to distract him

Sherry Gloag said...

:-) Thanks Jean, hopefullly I can move forward with this again, I *think* I have the problem solved now.
Thanks for your kind words.

Sherry Gloag said...

:-) Lindsay that is the crux of the story, It's not finished yet, but I hope no one guesses until the end.

Carolyn Gibbs said...

I like they've gone through three years in a few weeks. I guess time is really an illusion.

Iris B said...

Gotta remember that kind of distraction next time a thunderstorm hits us ... ;-) ... great post, look forward to reading more, Sherry!

Sherry Gloag said...

LOL Carolyn, you have no idea how much I've struggled with the 'time'line in this story!! Thanks for your comment.

Sherry Gloag said...

;-) ... and of course, Iris my heroine and her husband get 'thunderous' appluase for their method of distraction! Glad you enjoyed that bit!