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Disclaimer: Downton Abbey would be a very different show, believe me, If I were the one in charge. Downton Abbey belongs to Julian Fellowes.
Pairing/ Character(s): Anthony Strallan.
Rain
Roaring in the grate the fire chased the damp air from the library but not his bones. Hi wrapped the quilt tightly around his shoulders and turned the page on his favorite play –Richard III. As a younger man he'd enjoyed the power and the plots. Anthony found as an older man he could identify more with the title character. He could hardly blame the man for his anger, his bitterness. It was all he could do not to slip into the same trap himself. Especially on nights like this. His arm ached. The damp pained him – he couldn't move the blasted thing or feel a friendly touch, but the rain could make his arm ache down to the very marrow. Nights like this used to be his favorite. The rhythm of the rain, the warmth of the fire. Tea. A book. The cozy silence used to be his solace and his fantasy. How often had he sad here in companionable silence with Maud? How often had he pictured Edith beside him? His haven was now hell.