I couldn't resist this one. :)
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His voice wakes her, when she wanted only to sleep, wrapped warm with frost.

“Sarah …”

His magic flickers in her blurred vision. (No …)

“Slow cold freezes time - or slow time freezes the world - but I have found you …” His breath, slightly less cold, on her eyelids, mouth.

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So ... I know I have long promised to post some more about Erlkönig ... so, I'll start with the germ of the fic, in my head.

The Goethe poem and Schubert song I hope I referenced clearly enough in the author's notes. But I had known those for many years. What then, was the catalyst?

I'll tell you what:


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OMG OMG!!! [/spazz]

Seriously, folks: take a look. The fantastically talented Pika-la-Cynique went ahead and painted an Erlkönig picture ...

AND I LOVE IT!


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