This is for
unovis_lj,
who remembered it from way back when we were both in a HL writer's
group. The writer's group was a great idea, but I ended up
dropping out - I got sick, and couldn't keep up. It's my first HL fic
ever, and though there are problems, I still like it.
I edited it a bit here and there but didn't do anything major. I
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Thank you for shariing.
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And Methos survives. And Duncan tries to come to terms with it all. Lovely moody piece. Thank you.
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Thanks for reading!
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The newcomer nodded, thin face neutral in the club’s evening half-light.
“Am I?”
This was...admirable. So this is what happened, this cold and very real play of masks and half-truths. The Last Enemy indeed.
Thank you.
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Really did think this a superb piece of writing.
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I went crazy looking for it last year: I'd made a list of Highlander stories that dealt with food and then I started on a list of stories that took place in bars (right before I made the challenge). This was uppermost in my mind, but I couldn't find your email addy or the list it was posted on.
I like its shadows; I like the style. I love the description of Methos as an Expressionist print.
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