Subject: Softly 1/1 From: Kristen Fife Date: Wed, 31 Jan 2007 17:30:40 -0800 To: FKFIC-L@LISTS.PSU.EDU X-UIDL: 38fe1e8ed9656601b370121d1c56bf5c X-Mozilla-Status: 0001 X-Mozilla-Status2: 00000000 Return-path: Envelope-to: stephke@IGLOU.COM Delivery-date: Wed, 31 Jan 2007 20:42:49 -0500 Received: from [128.118.141.59] (helo=f05n16.cac.psu.edu) by iglou4.iglou.com with esmtp (8.12.5/8.12.5) (envelope-from ) id 1HCQoA-0004EQ-Tj for stephke@IGLOU.COM; Wed, 31 Jan 2007 20:32:17 -0500 Received: from tr12n08 (tr12g08.aset.psu.edu [146.186.16.58]) by f05n16.cac.psu.edu (8.12.11/8.12.11) with ESMTP id l0VN2rt0033160; Wed, 31 Jan 2007 20:30:44 -0500 Message-ID: <200702010130.l0VN2rt0033160@f05n16.cac.psu.edu> Reply-To: Kristen Fife Sender: Forever Knight TV show stories Precedence: list X-Foreign-Sender: 128.118.141.59 X-Spam-Score: -0.2 (/) X-Spam-Report: rblgrey/128.118.141.59/bl.csma.biz/BAYES_40=-0.185 X-UIDL: 38fe1e8ed9656601b370121d1c56bf5c Just a short vignette based on the song of the same name by Gordon Lightfoot. It's been running around in my head for months. Disclaimers (and lyrics) at the end. Softly A waft of scent - sweet and musky at the same time, drifted across his emergence into consciousness. A smile crossed his sleepy lips as he turned to the open door. He heard a very faint tap of high heels on the last two iron steps before the front door slowly opened and shut. He rolled back toward the open window, where dawn was just beginning to paint the eastern sky a gentle pink and gold. Grabbing the pillow where one long dark strand shimmered, he thought of his mystery woman. Beautiful, elegant, but oh-so-enigmatic. Each night was more magical than the next. Whispers, laughter, his heart sang and he eagerly awaited each day for the sky to turn to twilight. His mystery lady softly wandered through his drowsy mind as he heard an alarm clock go off in his son's room. He dragged himself out of bed to get Patrick ready for school. Trying to wipe the silly grin from his face, he knew it was useless and went to get breakfast ready before he could return to sleep and dream of his lovely Janette. ============================================ Lyrics by Gordon Lightfoot Softly she comes Whispers the breeze with her passing In secret love she is laughing Softly she comes in the night Softly she sighs Sweetly she lies never sleeping Her fragrance all in my keeping Softly she comes in the night Down the darkened hall I hear her footsteps on my stair And she is in my arms once more Then softly she goes Her shining lips in the shadows Whisper goodbye at my window Softly she goes in the dawn Down the darkened hall I hear her footsteps on my stair And she is in my arms once more Then softly she goes Her shining lips in the shadows Whisper goodbye at my window Softly she goes in the dawn Softly she goes in the dawn ===================================================== I don't own Patrick,Robert or Janette; just giving Robert a nice early morning. May be archived at fkfanfic.com/fkfanfic2.com. Anyone else just ask. Kristen Fife, Author http://writersweekend.com - Spend a Passionate Weekend With Your Muse ____________________________________________________________________________________ It's here! Your new message! Get new email alerts with the free Yahoo! Toolbar. http://tools.search.yahoo.com/toolbar/features/mail/