Yes, yes and yes again - that is it exactly. In all ways. That's how it works. This is all so right; so utterly, utterly Lister. My non-existent hat is off to you. *envy*
soft hazel eyes like patches of green on the dark, moist earth in springtime, like it used to be back home, and how he wished they were home, sprawled out on that tender sort of new green grass when the weather just starts turning warm, instead of curled tightly into a dark, cramped metal bunk light years away. Wow. Just wow.
This is my favorite story of yours. Damn fine writing!
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Date: 2008-06-14 11:05 am (UTC)soft hazel eyes like patches of green on the dark, moist earth in springtime, like it used to be back home, and how he wished they were home, sprawled out on that tender sort of new green grass when the weather just starts turning warm, instead of curled tightly into a dark, cramped metal bunk light years away.
Wow. Just wow.
This is my favorite story of yours. Damn fine writing!