Something new - something shortish. Just a one-off sort of thing I wrote after some comments made over in
lemmealone's journal about Dean, and what he might be like post-hell. So, i suppose this is for her. :)
darkhavens did the beta, of course, and
sweptawaybayou cheered me on. So thank you, my dears!
ETA: Now with extra 'verseiness! This is now the
Aftermath 'verse
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*flail*
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Thank you thank you, bay-bee!
For reason, writing it was *hard*, but...i had to do it.
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:)
I'll take that as a compliment.
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WOnderful job.
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Glad you enjoyed.
:)
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I found a typo, sorry, I hope it's okay:
"I won't, you fuckers, I won't, you're lying. He's not...he's can't be...I'm...I'll....get out, kill every f-fucking one of you, I -" Head down, seeing - something. Not seeing what was in front of him, Sam was sure. His lip was bleeding and Dean licked it - turned his head a little and spat, grimacing. "Fucking kill all of you...." Dean was trembling, his legs wobbling and then he was falling. Knees giving out and his coat scraping down the fence - hand slapping at the pallets and losing ( ... )
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I've always felt that exhaustive description of whatever 'horror' - be it nightmare, torture, or war - generally tends to give it less of an impact.
And all corrections cheerfully accepted! Thanks!
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I agree 100%. The kind of horror that really gets to me is the one that doesn't show much and leaves most of it to your imagination. You're a wonderful writer, so of course you understand that. :-)
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*blushes*
Thank you!
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