Honestly? This is the DT story I've been waiting to read. Because yeah, this was in the air, and if SPN aired on HBO instead of WB/CW, this would have happened. And such incredibly spot-on characterization -- no stinting on the horror of the situation, the guys all handling it the way they WOULD handle it.
Chilling, and impossible to stop reading. I realize you may not want to hear this right after posting it, but damn, this screams for a sequel. Oh BOYS. Beautifully done.
I wanted this version to reflect what I was seeing onscreen that basically wasn't being acknowledged, except in body language and one line of dialogue, and I think you're exactly right -- if this were on HBO we would probably have seen it in full. *shiver*
Thank you very much. I don't know if I could take writing a sequel; this story almost broke me! *g*
You know how when a performance touches something deep inside the audience and there's a moment of silence after it's over before the applause starts? A moment where the audience reluctantly pulls back into themselves and away from the reality they've been priviledged to be a part of?
Here's your moment.
This was amazing. So much hurt, so much horror, handled just obliquely enough that it wasn't exploitive of either. A brilliant piece of writing.
This is where you broke me:
In his voice, Dean heard echoes of how it had been when he was younger - when he'd thought his father was the one constant in the universe, the one safe thing he'd ever had, aside from Sam. It was his father who'd killed the things in the dark and taught him not to fear the darkness.
Now it was his father who'd brought the darkness home.
That's just amazing feedback. Just...wow. When I was writing this, I wanted to suck people in and make them feel like it was *happening*, and so I can't thank you enough for the huge compliment. Wow. (Also, I'm really relieved that the first section doesn't come across as exploitative; I was kinda squicked when I was writing it, and that's usually not a good sign. *g*)
Heh. I'm not usually a rapefic person, either. This sort of came out of left field and blindsided me completely. But I'm glad the essence of the emotional disorientation came across without the melodrama. Many, many thanks.
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Chilling, and impossible to stop reading. I realize you may not want to hear this right after posting it, but damn, this screams for a sequel. Oh BOYS. Beautifully done.
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Thank you very much. I don't know if I could take writing a sequel; this story almost broke me! *g*
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Here's your moment.
This was amazing. So much hurt, so much horror, handled just obliquely enough that it wasn't exploitive of either. A brilliant piece of writing.
This is where you broke me:
In his voice, Dean heard echoes of how it had been when he was younger - when he'd thought his father was the one constant in the universe, the one safe thing he'd ever had, aside from Sam. It was his father who'd killed the things in the dark and taught him not to fear the darkness.
Now it was his father who'd brought the darkness home.
Oh my boys...
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Thank you so much. :D
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