Paris

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Title: Paris
Author: bluegerl
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Prompt(s): #16: please, "faces of people streaming across my gaze", a picture of pigeons
Disclaimer: It is all in the mind, I do not know these folks, and hope it would not offend
Summary: Sean sometimes wonders about Fame



I sit by the window in this tired hotel in the old French Quartier. The shutters are closed. I can hear the pigeons throwing themselves in frustration at the sun-faded wood. I have to hide - can't even feed them without showing my face.

This, the Price of Fame. Always the lusting crowds, baying to touch, to feel, stroke... autograph-hunting masses... The endless crowds, the faces of people streaming across my gaze...

Oh please God... give me a day, a week, when I can be just Joe Bloggs, and spend time with my Viggo... in seclusion... in peace... him and me!