ficlet: A Labyrinth of Broken Dreams PG 1/1

[aeron_lanart]

Ianto wakes alone, his questing hand touching nothing but cold sheets and... he turns his head to look at what his seeking fingers have touched and finds an envelope beside him on the pillow, addressed to him in Jack’s sprawling writing. He lets his fingers rest on it, like he would on Jack’s skin, and closes his eyes, remembering.

“I can’t,

Comments

[lunamazes]

at first I thought: Poor Ianto, then I read the last paragraph: O, Jack...

[aeron_lanart]

Thanks for commenting, and glad you liked it. I accept no responsibility for the stuff that crawls out of my head when I should be asleep; these muses have a better life than me!

[lferion]

*Wants to hug-pet both of them*

This is beautiful.

[aeron_lanart]

Thank you! I just want to give them both big squishy hugs too.

[ahlai]

Oh gosh, that's gorgeous, love it.

[aeron_lanart]

Thanks! Glad you like.

[adafrog]

Lovely.

[aeron_lanart]

Thank you.

[lizz_112]

Wow.

Beautiful

[aeron_lanart]

Hee! I got a wow out of you. *is pleased*

Thanks!