Remember the thing about that thing?
I've been trying to find a fic that was quite probably posted here, not so terribly long ago. I keep getting distracted by shiny objects, so I thought I might just ask whether anyone recalls? Poor Ianto is constantly exhausted because he's having quite vivid dreams of himself and Jack on a deserted grey beach. Jack, in the dream, has no idea who Ianto is, though Ian himself seems to be as he is in every day. Waking-life Jack behaves normally; I think they've "broken up" or some such thing.
Anyway, I was intrigued by the story and wondered if I may have missed any updated chapters; if not, I'm planning on giving a gentle prod to the author. So... if you are the author, consider yourself prodded. Or, if you know what I'm talking about and would like to enable said prodding, I'd be most appreciative. Thanks!
Anyway, I was intrigued by the story and wondered if I may have missed any updated chapters; if not, I'm planning on giving a gentle prod to the author. So... if you are the author, consider yourself prodded. Or, if you know what I'm talking about and would like to enable said prodding, I'd be most appreciative. Thanks!