angsty april: that lay behind them

[apsaraqueen]

at long last, i've FINALLY been able to whip my muse into some pathetic semblance of inspiration. and just in time for my favorite month, too, goody!

first off, i'm sorry for neglecting this journal terribly...a truly ridiculous amount of stuff is going on in my life, and as a result, i'm so behind on all the amazing fic out there you guys have been

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[lovelylytton]

You know, we have many many great writers in our little corner of fandom, but you do this unique thing where you write plotty, angsty, heart-breaking, short-story length poetry. I mean... the language is so beautiful, the images so vivid, it almost acts as a bandaid for all the pain the plot conjures.

But naturally, only almost.

The image of the roses trailing behind them, of Kunzite ripping them out only to have them digging into his skin, and then the end, oh boy, the end. It's the ultimate sacrifice, the ultimate fulfillment of Kunzite's duty.

I don't even know what to do with myself after reading this. I want to sit here and applaud your talent, but I also want to drive to my mum's so that she can give me a hug. I need that hug now.

And Apsara...
As they fall upon him, his last thought sprays out under the sun -
- he had not known where they would go next.
Perhaps now, they can go home.

[apsaraqueen]

you do this unique thing where you write plotty, angsty, heart-breaking, short-story length poetry

such a huge compliment coming from the master of heart-breaking brevity! i hope you got that hug from your mum and i hope it was the bandaid you needed, dear lytton! thank you as always for your generous words!