Death is Too Quick and Painful

by nebulia

A collection of short Dark of the Moon fics, mostly about the witches (John, Dark Witch, Fair Witch, Conjur people, etc.) I don't own them; most are angsty, or suggestive, or include implied slash, or all 3, but none are graphic.

1. lives lost and gained

John stood at the top of Old Baldy, watching his eagle swoop across the moon. Such beauty there was, why, his eagle was almost as pretty as Barbara Allen..."No," John murmured. "No. Don' think a her, witch boy. She's-a gone an' dead, now." Gone nearly 50 years, she was. And John was still the same.

Dark Witch swooped down to him. She rode a large black hawk, with intelligent eyes. Her black hair brushed his head as she flew over him, and landed on the other side.

Fair Witch followed her closely, her white owl landing on his other side. They both dismounted and approached him.

Dark Witch wrapped her arms slowly around his neck, seductively kissing his ear as she murmured, "You thinkin' of that Barbara Allen gal still?"

Fair Witch wrapped her arms around his waist from the other side, and said, "'Tis not good, fer a witch boy like you t'be still pinin' fer a human."

John relaxed in their presence. "S'your fault she's dead, y'know," he said.

"Oh, we know," the Witches whispered in unison, lowering him to the ground.