Hard Labour
Jul. 8th, 2015 05:01 pmTitle: Hard Labour
Author:
capt_facepalm
Rating: PG
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (Gaslight)
Characters: Dr John H. Watson
Summary: An undercover investigation; a continuation of Vagrants
Warnings: Whump: impending and implied
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: July 8th 2015 prompt: The Ballad of Reading Gaol (Oscar Wilde)
The sky was the unbelievable blue of dreams, and the unrelenting sun blazed unchallenged by clouds.
‘Watson, get up!’ one of the masked creatures urged.
Shuffling hominids loomed and continued in their shambling circle. How curious. Had one of them actually spoken?
‘Get up before the Screws see ya,’ hissed something with an Irish accent.
Realisation set in. These were men, fellow prisoners; clothed in coarse woollens, their faces obscured to isolate and debase them, veiling the warders from the sight of their suffering.
Watson fumbled to don his mask and rose on unsteady legs to rejoin the endless procession.
Author:
Rating: PG
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (Gaslight)
Characters: Dr John H. Watson
Summary: An undercover investigation; a continuation of Vagrants
Warnings: Whump: impending and implied
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: July 8th 2015 prompt: The Ballad of Reading Gaol (Oscar Wilde)
.oOOo.
The sky was the unbelievable blue of dreams, and the unrelenting sun blazed unchallenged by clouds.
‘Watson, get up!’ one of the masked creatures urged.
Shuffling hominids loomed and continued in their shambling circle. How curious. Had one of them actually spoken?
‘Get up before the Screws see ya,’ hissed something with an Irish accent.
Realisation set in. These were men, fellow prisoners; clothed in coarse woollens, their faces obscured to isolate and debase them, veiling the warders from the sight of their suffering.
Watson fumbled to don his mask and rose on unsteady legs to rejoin the endless procession.
.oOOo.
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