awildthing (awildthing) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-06-17 19:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, !linked, bethany hawke, sheriff graham (the huntsman) |
Who: Bethany Hawke, Graham
Where: Graham's kitchen.
When: Sunday morning.
What: Graham dreams about waking up from a dream and freaking out. It's all very meta. Bethany finds him in the kitchen, trying to sort through things.
Rating: Low. Incomplete.
It was nine-fifteen in the morning, and Graham had already gotten out the whiskey. It sat next the the coffee pot, where he'd been putting a little kick into his morning drink. He was, thankfully, only a mug in; he'd woken at seven and had tried to puzzle through things, but found that doing so sober only made his head hurt. (Plus, he'd been drunk in the dream. Why mess with something that worked?) Before him lay a mess of index cards. They were the old set, with phrases like Lost boy and Telling blonde woman from jail that heart is missing. Those sat in a stack to the right of his coffee mug. Spread on the table proper were an even stranger set: Snow White?? and Hunting with wolves and Having heart torn out (!!!). He was using string to connect them; Hunting with wolves was tied to a card that read Dreaming about hunting with wolves and panicking. It smelled like one of those large, black permanent markers because Graham had one open and was using it to write a new card: Talking with Gold in woods about dream. Okay. So clearly Graham had gone 'round the bend. That, or he was thinking of getting into screenwriting. Hey. Fairy-tales were big this year. |