Burying the Dead

Apr 02, 2008 23:28

Their voices were silenced with the weight of it. The fear of saying something, anything to pierce the sacred stillness kept their speech at bay. But her mind continued to venture out, dreading capture by this place.

The sweat dripped down her face as she dug. The crunching of the metal shovel against the hard earth was the only sound. It was ( Read more... )

jericho, fic

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willow_fae_20 April 3 2008, 04:39:00 UTC
Wow, this was amazingly sharp. I wasn't ever a fan of Emily (I'm a Heather fan) but you really made me see her differently here. So thank you for that.

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pbeeslysweater April 16 2008, 04:34:13 UTC
Sorry willow_fae_20, I just realized I hadn't replied to your lovely review yet!
Thanks so much for reading and commenting, it always brightens my day to know that people enjoy what I write. It's even better when a self-proclaimed "Heather fan" enjoys an Emilyfic...that's a compliment indeed!
Thanks again!

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flawsrevenge April 3 2008, 04:46:14 UTC
Dude. I didn't think of that. I was all like "Oh nos, poor Stanley" but yeah, if Emily had been more than just a character standing there with a shovel, she totally would have been thinking about Chris. Good call.

This is beautiful. I love it. I love that it is for me. I WIN! And also, the last two lines are completely loaded. I will sit and ponder on them. Thank you for this. I'm glad you got hooked (even if it got canceled...sorry...)

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pbeeslysweater April 16 2008, 04:36:35 UTC
For the record I suck at replying to reviews here...
Also for the record, I didn't mean for the last two lines to be loaded...I just needed to end the silly thing...so yay for that happy accident. :)
I still say we need to write something about Stanley and his mechanical bull...(That's what she said...?)
But seriously, I wouldn't be writing (anything) if it weren't for you. So thank you.

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