Shadows of Misty Yesteryears

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Title: Shadows of Misty Yesteryears
Author: smlark
Pairing: DM and whatever pairing strikes your fancy (but come on, you know who I had in mind).
Rating: PG-13 (Language)
Summary: Dom tries to put the past in the past.
Feedback: As before, please read gently as this has not been beta'd - all mistakes are my own.
Disclaimer: Complete fabrication, conjured up in my own little mind.
Author's Note: This was written for Emily, darthemly's Christmas request based on the lotrpschallenge number 10: Color Study. I had to choose five colors and write a five part story. Each part must be about one of the colors, what it means or stands for and I have to title each part with the corresponding color. The five parts need to make up a single story in the end.

I hope anyone associated with lotrpschallenge won't mind but I borrowed their fic ideas and asked each of my LJ Friends to choose one challenge and I'd write a fic just for them for a Christmas present (saved me from racking my brain for fresh ideas)! Anyway, I've asked if they minded that I post their gifts here as well and they all seem fine with it so I'll post them every few days (in no particular order).





WHITE

Hey, it's me Dom. Guess you're not there. Had a few minutes between takes, thought I'd check in. Haven't talked to ya in a while, wanted to see how things were going. You must be really busy, huh?

You know what I'm doing right now? You'd never guess in a million years. Give up?

Well, I had to wait for my turn on set so I went for a walk, ended up on this hillside. As we speak, or I should say as I speak, I'm lying in the grass, staring up at the sky and watching the clouds. Those big fluffy white ones; you know...what do they call them? Oh yeah, cumulus I think.

Anyway, I started trying to make out the shapes like we used to do; a wizard's hat, a giraffe, an elephant and I turned to ask if you think the one on the right was a bunny or a mouse and you weren't there. Felt a little weird ya know. I was so caught up in the moment, I felt like I was back on that mountain; grass wet with dew clinging to our clothes and our heads side by side while we analyzing each cloud that rolled by for hours on end. Remember?

The shapes – they were always different. Don't think we ever saw the same one twice did we? 'Course some we sorta made up, like Ian's nose or Orli's head, curls and all.


Can't tell you how much I miss this.


I keep thinking of that time we were both so homesick and we saw a little bit of home in every cloud. Ya know the only thing that made it tolerable during those times was you don't you?

When I dialed your number just now, I was a little sad; everything's the same, yet different somehow.

But you know what I just realized? That with each cloud that passes I can envision anything I want in it or anything I need it to be.

And as it moves off, I can imagine that I'm sending it off to you hoping that some day you'll see in it what I did and maybe think of me too.

This is so fucking cool!

Call me.


Umm, I miss you.


Yeah.



Bye.



BLUE

Hi ya, me again. Machine's been acting up a bit, thought maybe you left a message but it got lost. How's everything going? Still busy as always I guess.

Went to the beach today. I was going for a surf but ended up just sitting there in the sand for hours, didn't leave until the tide came in. It was so calming, so tranquil.

There was blue everywhere. Where the ocean met the sky there was nothing to define the two; blue, blue for miles...made me think of us, our friendship. Well, at least when I thought we could go on for miles.

God, I can't even remember how many beaches we've been on together. How many do ya think?

They're not all the same you know; sure blue water, blue sky, sand, wind, birds, seashells. But when you get up close, you can see what makes them unique; sometimes just a shade different but still, not completely the same.

That's what it's like for me here, without you...blue but not blue. Am I making any sense?


You know what, just ignore me. I think I'm catching a cold.


Miss you.


Call me.


Bye.



GREY

Hi, it's Dom. Don't have to work today, storm came in, they gave us the day off.

Are you okay? What's going on? Why haven't you called me? God, I sounded like my mum just now!

I hate storms. Some people like them, but I hate them. Always have, but guess you know that.

There's no color. It's like everything's at a standstill waiting to slip into black. It's nothing and I don't like it.

I feel grey today. I can't seem to get my head wrapped around the fact that everything's changed. We've changed.

The colors are all gone from us and we've slipped into that dull interstice waiting for what's next.

Man, you are definitely not going to want to call me after this message are you?


I'm not depressed you know...I'm not. I'm just – nothing.


Call me or don't, I don't care.


Call me.


Bye.



RED

I'm sorry I keep bugging you. It's me, Dom - as if you couldn't tell.

I told myself I wouldn't bother you anymore but I'm looking at the most amazing sight and all I could think of was you.

It's red, all so red.

The fucking storm finally broke, been a friggin week, thought it would never end. When the rain stopped it was so sudden, everything was quiet and still after all that noise for so long. I went to window to look out and the sky – it's red! I've never seen anything like it. I wish you could see it.

It's like there's a fire on the horizon burning its way over the shores taking with it all that's finished, complete, drab and old.

The colors are starting to come back. Just one or two for now but soon they'll all be here.

How's that old saying go, "Red skies at night, sailor's delight" or something like that. Suppose to mean that there aren't any storms coming I think.

Anyway, that's what I wanted to tell you, that the clouds have passed and I can finally see the where the sky and the ocean separate. They're no longer the same color.

Funny, I've always thought of red as being kinda scary. It's not so bad.

Well, that's all I wanted to say.


I...



Bye.



GOLD

Hey, it's me, Dom. This is the last time I promise.

Saw the photo in the paper today. Just wanted to say congratulations. You two look good together.

I wish nothing but the best for you, you know that don't you?

At first I was a bit stunned, not sure why you didn't call to tell me but, whatever.

Walked around numb for awhile; got ready for work in a bit of a trance but then when I walked out the door everything changed.

The sun, it's huge. It's made everything sparkle, all gold, shiny and new...I felt, feel new.

I'm my own person now, the shadows of you have faded and I came through okay. Wait, better than okay. I'm golden now too.

I've got you to thank for some of that. You know why? Without you I wouldn't have noticed the colors to begin with. I can't even imagine my life with out the colors, without you.

And still I'm happy for you.

Mum used to say, "If you love something set it free. It will come back if it was meant to be." Well, I'm setting you free.

God, this is the most fucking beautiful morning I've seen in a long time!

Bye!