a bird, a stone

waterloo battle2

It’s an old panic that wakes him, that keeps him up and gasping into the dead air of his tent. He had been dreaming (remembering, really) that night in the windmill with the – with the cloying heat and the dead air and rot thick in his nose, Strange slashing his hand and lending his life to the corpses, the magic creeping into the air like a gross caricature of a living thing. It’s the kind of night that stays with a person, lingers.

Title: a bird, a stone

Author: cosmoscorpse

Characters: Colquhoun Grant/Jonathan Strange

Summary: Grant is selfish. He knows this, owns it. Or, after Waterloo, Colquhoun Grant has a nightmare.

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