Regret Is Not A Luxury/Angels Of Death

[aunt_zelda]

Not a day goes by that I don’t regret my decisions. The little things - if I’d missed that subway car, if I’d turned that corner, if I’d asked that man for directions … would it have all turned out differently if I’d given that person a ride in my cab?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

~*~

When you’ve left New York a smoking wasteland, we’ll put that on

Comments

[aunt_zelda]

*blinks and stares at the screen for a minute* That was wow! so beautiful, this fic just 'bout KILLED me to read because it was just so angsty and beautiful and every other line had me wanting to rip my hair out. SylarxClaude that is a pairing I could never have imagined and you did it so well.
*is so happy* I'm going to dance about for a bit, and won't stop blushing and beaming until next week!

I loved how Peter and Mohinder came together at the end. How it started as as friends w. benefits thing and eventually helped them both move on and heal. Their relationship was beautifully done. I really, really loved this...just wonderful.
I'm so PROUD of myself, I can do angsty, bloody, icky slash relationships, but the gradual progress stuff I have trouble with ... not so with this!

Oh, and what's that I hear about you not updating for awhile! huh? *is sad*
*comforts* Well, school takes up quite a bit of time ... I can still read and comment, but writing will take longer. So posting will take a while. Don't worry 'The Quiet Life' and 'Who Am I?' are at the top of my mental list ...