We're paper dolls all aflame

[valhalla37]

Title: We're paper dolls all aflame
Rating: PG
Summary: She knows that it's all long gone. Post-The Incident.
Spoilers/Warnings: Spoilers up to end of S5, speculation on S6 spoilers; references to character death.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: Written in response to vague speculation about these filming spoilers. (I got mad, and then I wrote fic.)

Comments

[angela_weber]

This is really darkly gorgeous and so incredibly atmospheric--the descriptions of the mirror and the hot water and the dark-haired ghost seriously made me well up.

His grasp frames her hips, still clumsy, unfamiliar, looks at him and knows, knows pale fingers, twined and then gone, are against his eyelids every night. He tugs her back, into the bedroom's swelling darkness; crisp hotel sheets whisper against her skin and she curls into the crook of his elbow

That is so incredibly and wonderfully beautifully written, and painful, and just GUH. I love this Sawyer, guilt-stricken and heartbroken and yet still LIVING, and this Charlotte, cognizant of everything going on in his head, cognizant of the wrongness of their situation and yet going through with it because this is all that's left. It's truly heartbreaking.

Oh, and:

It's someone else's name that drops from his lips as he slides into sleep beside her.Whose name? *cries* I almost don't want to know

[valhalla37]

Oh wow, thank you so much! What fantastic compliments! *blushes*

I'm so glad you thought the descriptors worked for the fic -- I thought it was maybe getting a little flowery, so I really appreciate the feedback.

Yeah, guilt-stricken and heart-broken is a pretty perfect way to describe them both, I think, or at least what I was hoping to get at -- that they both feel the people they care about and the lives they had are so far out of their reach.

Thanks again for the wonderful comments! :D

[bold_seer]

It's so lyrical and there's nothing forced about it, it just flows. I can't even choose a favourite line, because it's so seamless.

If you write gorgeous fic like this one, I'll support any crazy Lost spoiler, really!

[valhalla37]

Wow, I'm so flattered -- thank you so much for the lovely feedback! :D

Hahaha, well I have to say I'm glad this ended up producing more than just pointless whining, so who knows when inspiration will strike again!

[ozmissage]

His grasp frames her hips, still clumsy, unfamiliar, looks at him and knows, knows pale fingers, twined and then gone, are against his eyelids every night.

*whimpers*

Is it wrong that this is exactly how I want this to go now? It's so clear that they're both completely broken and lost, but they're finding small comfort with each other.

Charlotte feels so sad and defeated here. It's raw and it hurts, but in the best way. Amazing job.

[valhalla37]

Thanks so much!

Clearly this is coming from a highly biased perspective, but this kind of scenerio is really the only sort of thing that would make me get behind the pairing; defined and united by their pain and loss.

[sedauny]

Evocative and sad, you did a good job of showing the despair created by the insufficient half-memories. I will cling to the hope that Charlotte will come to herself eventually and start using her research training on those names, faces, and events popping up in her and in Sawyer's memories so they can do something positive to make the no-longer-past turn into a new future. Otherwise, their relationship is too depressing!

[valhalla37]

Thank you so much!

Yes, depressing is definitely a word for it -- if the spoilers actually unravel at all in this vein, I can't really see a brighter future! Here's hoping Darlton has something a little more positive up their sleeves.

[valhalla37]

Hahaha, thank you so much! And yes, I hope it can! ;P

*biiiiiiig shrug* I leave it entirely up to you -- suffice to say his heart is not with Charlotte. ;D