Fanfic: In Understanding (Godric & Eric)
My first True Blood fic - the first of five fic requests - written for verbyna from godriceric, who gave me the prompt: 'I want people to tell their children terrifying stories about the things we did for love'. The story might have evolved a fair bit from that point, lol, but I hope you still like it nonetheless.
Also, warnings for some Eric/Sookie content in this fic (can't really avoid what happens in canon lol). Hope you enjoy.
Title: In Understanding
Author: Harmony (Silver Harmony)
Characters/Pairing: Godric & Eric, mentions of Eric/Sookie
Rating: M
Word Count: Approximately 2,680.
Disclaimer: Not mine, sadly.
Notes: Set some time after the end of Season 4, assuming a canonical Eric/Sookie progression as opposed to a Bill/Sookie one (judging by the direction the books turn). I intended to explore how readily Eric shows his feelings for Sookie in canon and how his relationship with Godric contrasts with this.
Feedback: Very much appreciated, as I need it to improve. Thank you!
It is such a faint memory, so sadly distant, but enough for him to feel familiarity with the soft grains of sand beneath his shoes, the subtle pale mist close to the horizon, the sound of wind and water and nothing else.
Also, warnings for some Eric/Sookie content in this fic (can't really avoid what happens in canon lol). Hope you enjoy.
Title: In Understanding
Author: Harmony (Silver Harmony)
Characters/Pairing: Godric & Eric, mentions of Eric/Sookie
Rating: M
Word Count: Approximately 2,680.
Disclaimer: Not mine, sadly.
Notes: Set some time after the end of Season 4, assuming a canonical Eric/Sookie progression as opposed to a Bill/Sookie one (judging by the direction the books turn). I intended to explore how readily Eric shows his feelings for Sookie in canon and how his relationship with Godric contrasts with this.
Feedback: Very much appreciated, as I need it to improve. Thank you!
It is such a faint memory, so sadly distant, but enough for him to feel familiarity with the soft grains of sand beneath his shoes, the subtle pale mist close to the horizon, the sound of wind and water and nothing else.