ds_noticeboard | Late Flashfiction: Dance (plus Cowboy Crack for anyone who finds it too depressing)

Had I got this finished on time (that oft repeated phrase of mine) this would have been for the

ds_flashfiction soundtrack challenge. My song is the folk song, The Shaking Of The Sheets as recorded by the formidable Steeleye Span, and the lyrics can be found here

Warning: death fic (

mondschein1 dances for joy and can see this as compensation for her embarrassment)
Fraser/ Kowalski

Ray’s feet were bare. He realised this as he lifted them up high to step over some unseen object. Benton, of course, banged his shins on another. Ray was the one leading, not Benton, in this unknown country.

Dance

And if that depressed you too much, I also have some Western flavour crack in the form of Hope Springs, which is not all too long.