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Title: Torchwood Fairy Tales
Chapter Two: The Lighthouse's Tale
horizonssing Challenge: Day Twenty-Nine
Date Written: 7/31/08
Rating: G/K
Word Count: 265
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: Up through DW 04 and TW 02
Warnings: None
Author's Notes: The prompt made me think of this song straight off the bat -- The Lighthouse's Tale, by Nickle Creek, one of my favorite songs. Part of the Torchwood Fairy Tales fic series.

Once upon a time, there was a lighthouse.
Now this doesn't sound like a very convincing start to a story, I know, but stay with me, sweetheart. This wasn't just any old regular lighthouse, it was a lighthouse that had been built during a horrible war, worse than anything you can play at with your tin soldiers. Legends said that a beautiful goddess had created it to shine, a beacon to guide humanity to where it was supposed to go instead of crashing against the rocky shore.
The lighthouse stood for many, many years on the Bay, trying to shine, but it got dirty. Its keepers, you see, didn't realize the lighthouse for the beauty that it was and they dirtied it, smudging the glass up and letting the white walls fade and turn brown. And before long, the lighthouse was all alone, with no one there to care for it.
I know, it's very sad.
Then, one day, a young man forced his way into the lighthouse and slowly started making little changes; a fresh coat of paint here, a polished banister there. Clean glass to shine through, pictures of loved ones hanging on the walls. And the lighthouse became better than it ever had, shining forth for anyone who needed it, because it had a keeper who loved it, and a keeper it loved more than anything in the whole world.
Now, young man, that's your bedtime story for tonight. You behave yourself for Uncle Jack and Uncle Ianto while me and your dad are out tonight, you hear?
Good night, little love.
Chapter Two: The Lighthouse's Tale
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Date Written: 7/31/08
Rating: G/K
Word Count: 265
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: Up through DW 04 and TW 02
Warnings: None
Author's Notes: The prompt made me think of this song straight off the bat -- The Lighthouse's Tale, by Nickle Creek, one of my favorite songs. Part of the Torchwood Fairy Tales fic series.

Once upon a time, there was a lighthouse.
Now this doesn't sound like a very convincing start to a story, I know, but stay with me, sweetheart. This wasn't just any old regular lighthouse, it was a lighthouse that had been built during a horrible war, worse than anything you can play at with your tin soldiers. Legends said that a beautiful goddess had created it to shine, a beacon to guide humanity to where it was supposed to go instead of crashing against the rocky shore.
The lighthouse stood for many, many years on the Bay, trying to shine, but it got dirty. Its keepers, you see, didn't realize the lighthouse for the beauty that it was and they dirtied it, smudging the glass up and letting the white walls fade and turn brown. And before long, the lighthouse was all alone, with no one there to care for it.
I know, it's very sad.
Then, one day, a young man forced his way into the lighthouse and slowly started making little changes; a fresh coat of paint here, a polished banister there. Clean glass to shine through, pictures of loved ones hanging on the walls. And the lighthouse became better than it ever had, shining forth for anyone who needed it, because it had a keeper who loved it, and a keeper it loved more than anything in the whole world.
Now, young man, that's your bedtime story for tonight. You behave yourself for Uncle Jack and Uncle Ianto while me and your dad are out tonight, you hear?
Good night, little love.
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Date: 2008-08-03 04:38 am (UTC)