Three Sentence Ficathon 2016!

[alette]

(Because one didn't seem to have started this year, and I admit to wanting very much to participate in one of these challenges!)
Presenting the Three Sentence Ficathon 2016!

The Steps:
1. Prompt the fandom/pairing/situation of your heart, preferably in the following format: fandom, character/pairing, prompt word/sentence. .
2. Find a prompt by someone else (or heck, your own) that catches your interest.
3. Fill the prompt in no more than three sentences. (NB: This is really more of a guideline
4. Revel in reading the (hopefully large) amounts of fics thereby produced.
5. PROFIT!

Comments

[sidonie]

Any, any, And love's a raven when it flies

An unkindness of ravens (Chronicles of Narnia)

[syrena_of_the_lake]

Susan tried not to think of the blood that might have been spilt, but for the courage of a horse and his boy -- the horror of what had come to pass was enough without dwelling on might-have-beens -- but, try as she might, she could not put Rabadash from her mind.

When first he courted her, the Calormene prince had won her heart through poetry, astonishing her with his insight into her soul as he compared her not to the glory of jewels or the delicate beauty of wildflowers, but rather to the parts of Narnia she loved most dearly:

Thy touch like needled pine boughs dancing 'cross my gloveless hand,
Thy bearing fierce and regal as the hawk upon the wind,
Thy silence filled with meaning as wise field-mice fill the glen, 
Thy spirit curling gentle as a wolf within her den --

Were I before you now, instead of halting written words
Struck mute with longing as the midnight sky yearns for the birds,
Then I might wish for sparrow's wings or lilting thrush's song
I might desire to be the wind, or to the woods belong --

And yet. Yet if, oh gracious queen, one precious wish had I
For treasure deeper than the sea and broader than the sky
And dearer than the woods, and even stronger than the stone,
Then humbly I would thus entreat you: grant to me alone
The radiant southern sun that gently shines within your eyes
And tell me that your love, once given, like a raven flies.


Even now, she admired the words (even too late seeing the subtle mind behind them), but she too could twist their meaning: 

Where once my Raven's heart had flown too reckless, swift and true, 
Now wary, watches from the shadows -- all for love of you.

Re: An unkindness of ravens (Chronicles of Narnia)

[sidonie]

Ooh, this is lovely and fascinating. I love the poetry, especially the way Rabadash's ornate imagery conceals his true intentions, combined with Susan's reply at the end and the meaning behind it. Wonderfully creative take on the prompt.

Re: An unkindness of ravens (Chronicles of Narnia)

[autumnia]

I love the poetry... it's so much nicer than trying to court a Queen with Calormene proverbs. :-)

Re: An unkindness of ravens (Chronicles of Narnia)

[marmota_b]

*bows to the glory of people who can write poetry*

Discworld: Guards! Guards!, Sam Vimes/Sybil Ramkin (& Erroll/the Noble Dragon)

[marmota_b]

You've got magnificent prompts, you know? This triggered not one, but two fills in me (one still being worked on).


If the City was a woman, it was a very perif- perfi- fickle one. Plumes and polished breastplates and shiny swords and nobles and kings, ha! It dangled alluringly just out of reach and when you reached it slipped from you and it was just a raven, just a raven flying away and crowing "Nevermore!" at you mockingly --- wait, where did that last bit come from?

* * *

Sybil watched the two dragons in their air dance and felt an unaccustomed hopeful poetic feeling surging in her. Maybe they could make it work after all. Maybe she could find a way to rework the encumbering heritage of her ancestry into something that could be a match to the glorious untamed raw power that was Samuel Vimes, who should not exist in this city, but gods was she glad he did.

Re: Discworld: Guards! Guards!, Sam Vimes/Sybil Ramkin (& Erroll/the Noble Dragon)

[sidonie]

Ye gods, this is good. I love everything to do with Vimes, and both of these have managed to really capture the feel of their characters. Perfect Guards! Guards! era Sam (Plumes and polished breastplates and shiny swords and nobles and kings, ha!), and I love the look inside Sybil's head – practical and romantic at once.

As for the prompt, I stole it from song lyrics. I'm not that creative on my own. :)

Re: Discworld: Guards! Guards!, Sam Vimes/Sybil Ramkin (& Erroll/the Noble Dragon)

[marmota_b]

Well, you steal them well. :-)