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From [http://fail-fandomanon.livejournal.com/70959.html?thread=337251631&#t337251631 fail-fandomanon.dreamwidth.org]: "In Wales, a young man hires an escort on the eve of WWII and they go to the theatre together. Includes crossdressing, first time, semi-public place." | |||
<blockquote>"I was waiting under a street lamp on the corner outside the Grand Theatre, where I had said I would be waiting. Above people's heads, I could see most of the poster advertising tonight's concert hanging in a frame by the doors. Big, elegant letters spelled the name of the choir and a list of compositions the choir was going to sing. The concert itself made me excited, but I was rather conflicted about everything that was supposed to happen next."</blockquote> | <blockquote>"I was waiting under a street lamp on the corner outside the Grand Theatre, where I had said I would be waiting. Above people's heads, I could see most of the poster advertising tonight's concert hanging in a frame by the doors. Big, elegant letters spelled the name of the choir and a list of compositions the choir was going to sing. The concert itself made me excited, but I was rather conflicted about everything that was supposed to happen next."</blockquote> | ||
Revision as of 17:55, 11 November 2014
Serenade for a Soldier is a story written by Yūdoku Fukuronezumi (有毒 袋鼠) and illustrated by n_th_green. It ran in Issue 45 and can be read on LJ, and is mirrored at http://www.shousetsubangbang.com/mirror/serenade-for-a-soldier/.
Summary
From fail-fandomanon.dreamwidth.org: "In Wales, a young man hires an escort on the eve of WWII and they go to the theatre together. Includes crossdressing, first time, semi-public place."
"I was waiting under a street lamp on the corner outside the Grand Theatre, where I had said I would be waiting. Above people's heads, I could see most of the poster advertising tonight's concert hanging in a frame by the doors. Big, elegant letters spelled the name of the choir and a list of compositions the choir was going to sing. The concert itself made me excited, but I was rather conflicted about everything that was supposed to happen next."
