18 June 1815
Just a date. A Sunday.
30,000 men dead.
A statistic.
Numbers and dates are nothing compared to being there.
Being there, standing at the precipice of Hell, is much too much for one man to comprehend. Bodies scatter battered, smoking soil all the way to the horizon. The uniforms decorating the corpses, their colours and ranks, mean nothing, for they were all men. All alive. Gone now.
Title: Going Home
Author: Anonymous
Characters: Colquhoun Grant & Jonathan Strange
Prompt: So there’s that moment, that “what do you think they’ll do with us now” moment in episode 4(?), where Grant looks out at the battlefield of bodies and you can see him almost break down and swallow back tears. I just want Strange to comfort him so much. Even if it’s just a little cuddle where he encourages him to let the emotion out into his shoulder – I want it.
How could anyone possibly deal with such a sight? How would Strange cope with seeing strong snarky Grant who can make light of anything, with a trembling lip and wet eyes? For once I want it to be Grant who needs comforting and for Strange to be happy to give it to him.
Summary: follows the prompt.
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