title: lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones
pairing: arthur/eames
rating: R
word count: ~12 300
WARNINGS: prolonged chronic illness (pancreatic cancer) and eventual major character death, suffering
notes: title from fix you by coldplay. de-anoning for
this prompt (contains spoilers for ending) at
inception_kink . concrit welcome.
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Their lives are ones of danger and mind-theft and dreams beyond wildest imagination, not CT scans and grocery shopping and the horrible, mundane inevitability of illness and taxes. )
Thank you so very much - both for deciding to read this story and for leaving such a wonderful comment. I'm only sorry I didn't see it sooner. Um. It's embarassing to admit, but I'm a little emotional after reading it. I wish I could hug you; I've been going through a rough time recently but fandom (and the lovely people that make it up) has made it more bearable.
Feedback makes the struggle and stress of writing worthwhile, so I should be thanking you for taking the time to write your thoughts down. You're very kind and I'm...somewhat overwhelmed, to be honest. But happy. Very, very, almost-ridiculously happy and grateful and glad. So, thank you for that.
Oh, I'm a rambler too (as you can possibly tell) so there's no need to apologise for that! Once again, I'm so sorry for the delay in replying. I hope you are doing well and thank you so much for this comment - it truly brightened my day, as trite as that may sound.
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