FILL: Half Shame, Half Glory [7/10]hyde_the_bodyJune 28 2011, 04:37:33 UTC
Michael is starting to regret leaving the hotel without at least putting a shirt on. There is a bit of a nip to the wind tonight, and his coat does not quite cut out the bite as much as he’d like. Socks would have been nice too. He suspects there will be some blisters in the morning to take care of.
These thoughts are not at the forefront of his mind, however. The memories are. The emotions. The sounds and smell and taste of horror.
The coin.
Despite everything, he still has the damned thing. It is on an open counter or hiding in his pocket, brushing against his hand when he least expects it. And with it come the memories and the itching under his skin.
If Michael were completely honest with himself (and God knows he can’t be with himself right now) he knows to whom the memories belong. He knows where it comes from. He’d have to be the world’s biggest ignoramus not to know Erik Lensherr. He is Erik Lensherr after all
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The slow, slow merge is actually creepy when read consecutively. Very good job of painting the confusion both men are going through. Especially love, LOVE how it is four of them now, how Erik is a personality in Michael's mind that forces itself out, as if possessing him.
These thoughts are not at the forefront of his mind, however. The memories are. The emotions. The sounds and smell and taste of horror.
The coin.
Despite everything, he still has the damned thing. It is on an open counter or hiding in his pocket, brushing against his hand when he least expects it. And with it come the memories and the itching under his skin.
If Michael were completely honest with himself (and God knows he can’t be with himself right now) he knows to whom the memories belong. He knows where it comes from. He’d have to be the world’s biggest ignoramus not to know Erik Lensherr. He is Erik Lensherr after all ( ... )
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Breathless as I wait for the next part. Good job!
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