FIC - gekiztsu - Last Outpost Of All That Is
Since it's officially January, and I'm this month's temp Sam/Dean reccer, I thought I'd start out with a pretty heavy hitter. I hope you will read and enjoy.
[ Sam/Dean ]
Title: Last Outpost Of All That Is
Writer: gekizetsu
Alternate links: I’m almost positive there’s one on LJ but I couldn’t find it.
Status of work: complete
Characters and/or pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read] apocalypse, angst, incest, explicit sex
Length: ~60K
Summary: The world begins with the interruption of a sleep. Which is why wakefulness is the only proof of existence. And why the world is fragmented and cannot achieve fullness. And why it constantly seeks to reconstruct fullness. In vain, because the discontinuous will never pass over into the continuous. Mathematics tells us that, last outpost of all that is.
Reccer's notes: This is a fandom classic, and deservedly so. The author creates a world that is now inhabited only by Dean and Sam Winchester. The story follows them from the first day of confusion, through their cross-country travels, and finally to the place where they choose to stop. It’s heartbreaking and beautiful.
[Short excerpt]It was in Morehead that Dean quit paying attention to stop signs and traffic lights. They just didn’t matter anymore. It was harder at first than he’d thought, because the rules were so ingrained. The center line had never meant that much anyway, since on the long stretches without traffic, Dean had always straddled it. But the lights...purposely running red lights came with flinching amusement and an involuntary glance in the rearview. Then they just kept driving, passing places by until they hit Winchester. Sam marked several major road signs with spray paint he’d picked up from one of the hardware stores: we’re here, 9/14/08. He scribbled and left notes on the doors of businesses, described what they’d seen. Left their phone numbers.
[ Sam/Dean ]
Title: Last Outpost Of All That Is
Writer: gekizetsu
Alternate links: I’m almost positive there’s one on LJ but I couldn’t find it.
Status of work: complete
Characters and/or pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read] apocalypse, angst, incest, explicit sex
Length: ~60K
Summary: The world begins with the interruption of a sleep. Which is why wakefulness is the only proof of existence. And why the world is fragmented and cannot achieve fullness. And why it constantly seeks to reconstruct fullness. In vain, because the discontinuous will never pass over into the continuous. Mathematics tells us that, last outpost of all that is.
Reccer's notes: This is a fandom classic, and deservedly so. The author creates a world that is now inhabited only by Dean and Sam Winchester. The story follows them from the first day of confusion, through their cross-country travels, and finally to the place where they choose to stop. It’s heartbreaking and beautiful.
[Short excerpt]It was in Morehead that Dean quit paying attention to stop signs and traffic lights. They just didn’t matter anymore. It was harder at first than he’d thought, because the rules were so ingrained. The center line had never meant that much anyway, since on the long stretches without traffic, Dean had always straddled it. But the lights...purposely running red lights came with flinching amusement and an involuntary glance in the rearview. Then they just kept driving, passing places by until they hit Winchester. Sam marked several major road signs with spray paint he’d picked up from one of the hardware stores: we’re here, 9/14/08. He scribbled and left notes on the doors of businesses, described what they’d seen. Left their phone numbers.