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peter_and_fran by smartlikejustin, paintedmaypole, throughadoor, and imogennegomi, multi-pairing. I know I use the word 'brilliant' a lot but it's the only way to describe this AU where, instead of filming the LOTR movies, our beloved actors get together in New Zealand and form a band. This is more than a fic; it's a multimedia experience. The story comes to life with webpage snapshots, scanned documents, magazine articles, and much more in the way of graphic supplements. But, even without all the Photoshop goodies, this story would still be memorable for the characters, how they all live, love, and play together. LRA, you done good on this one. Viggo wakes up from a dream about a whale. He grabs for his notebook but he can't find his pen and it takes a good two to three minutes of panicked fumbling around the nightstand before he finds it tucked into the shoe peeking out from under the bed frame.
He does not enjoy writing things down without using that particular pen. Or at least something similarly designated for that purpose.
The dream was about a whale and Viggo's mother, singing something in the background. Quite possibly "California Dreaming" by The Mamas and the Papas. He's not sure his mother ever liked that song, ever, but that's never exactly the point in dreams.
He writes down the following:
-- whale/not whale = me??
-- looked like elijah's eyes (that would mean whale = not me?)
-- California + water + surfing
-- the whale was singing the song. the whale was my mother. the whale was talking.
-- talking to me or me talking?
At this point he can't remember anything else and the clock on the nightstand is telling him it's 4:43 a.m. He thinks there's a rooster crowing somewhere, but maybe that's just his imagination. Viggo imagines himself surrounded by trees. He sleeps.
peter_and_fran by smartlikejustin, paintedmaypole, throughadoor, and imogennegomi, multi-pairing. I know I use the word 'brilliant' a lot but it's the only way to describe this AU where, instead of filming the LOTR movies, our beloved actors get together in New Zealand and form a band. This is more than a fic; it's a multimedia experience. The story comes to life with webpage snapshots, scanned documents, magazine articles, and much more in the way of graphic supplements. But, even without all the Photoshop goodies, this story would still be memorable for the characters, how they all live, love, and play together. LRA, you done good on this one. Viggo wakes up from a dream about a whale. He grabs for his notebook but he can't find his pen and it takes a good two to three minutes of panicked fumbling around the nightstand before he finds it tucked into the shoe peeking out from under the bed frame.
He does not enjoy writing things down without using that particular pen. Or at least something similarly designated for that purpose.
The dream was about a whale and Viggo's mother, singing something in the background. Quite possibly "California Dreaming" by The Mamas and the Papas. He's not sure his mother ever liked that song, ever, but that's never exactly the point in dreams.
He writes down the following:
-- whale/not whale = me??
-- looked like elijah's eyes (that would mean whale = not me?)
-- California + water + surfing
-- the whale was singing the song. the whale was my mother. the whale was talking.
-- talking to me or me talking?
At this point he can't remember anything else and the clock on the nightstand is telling him it's 4:43 a.m. He thinks there's a rooster crowing somewhere, but maybe that's just his imagination. Viggo imagines himself surrounded by trees. He sleeps.