Fic: "The Fairest of Them All" (Lilah/River)

[alixtii]

Title: The Fairest of Them All
Fandoms: Buffy/Angel/Firefly/Serenity
Pairing: Lilah/River
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Mirror, mirror, on the wall. For wisdomeagle in the femslash_minis Lilah round.

Comments

[alixtii]

Why, that's so kind. Thank you!

[wisdomeagle]

guh.

Wow.

I'm so glad you wrote this for me... it's just lovely. Power issues and emotional porn and fairy tales, and the rhythms of it are so lovely. And fairy tales. And Plato! And Dickinson!

The world is carved up into pieces small enough for the human mind to understand, then put back together again, and the result is like one’s face viewed through a broken mirror: the thing, and yet not the thing.

This fic's so rich and lovely, like River's brain. Thanks so much.

[alixtii]

I'm glad you liked this, I went "meep" when I saw your name on my assignment!

Rhythm is important to me when I write my River voice. While River uses metaphors and Drusilla's voice has its unique cadence, to me River's voice is defined by its rhythms while Drusilla's is more marked by its allusiveness (and the content of the allusions; River's metaphors can have a broader range than Dru's). Still, I have of a hell of a time keeping the voices distinct! (Throw crazy!Fred into the mix and I'm pulling out my hair!)

I like that we both seemed to decide that there are mirrors in hell.

This fic goes in so many random directions that when I read your feedback for the first time I went "Dickinson? As in Emily? Really? Where?" before I remembered.

Anyway, I'm so glad you liked this.

[wisdomeagle]

I like that we both seemed to decide that there are mirrors in hell.

Hee, yes.

[lillianmorgan]

Just amazing. I'm not sure I can do it justice with my feedback, but I'll try.
Very complex and free-flowing - which is a wonderful mirror and insight into River's brain.
Lilah, the woman’s name was, and she did not stop for death.
No, I guess she probably didn't.
and River knows what is to be not a girl but an empty dress waving in the wind.
Just delicious.
And the end, so reminscent of Angela Carter, is just pain iteself. Very moving.

[alixtii]

I'm glad you liked it!

[lmbossy]

They have eyes everywhere which watch but still they do not see, ears which listen but they do not hear.
I loved the language and the flow of this ... wonderfully poetic ... and the references you've woven into it are gorgeous .. thanks!

[alixtii]

Thank you!

[alixtii]

I'm glad it worked for you!