This is actually the first one of these stories I wrote, and I've been saving it to use as the last, but the last story has turned into another one of these mega-AUs. (I have no clue where these are coming from. I don't *do* long!) Anyway, I figured that if I post this one as the fourth, then I have a nice little symmetry, with the first, third,
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and if no.5 turns out to be a novel, i'm so up for that.
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I'm always impressed by how fully you capture nineteenth century diction:
Jack opened his mouth to say no, thank you, he did not care to step outside, but a certain steel in his physician's eye warned him this would not answer.
And this last sentence is especially fine:
Now a warm, settled feeling of peace, wholly unfamiliar, crept upon him by almost insensible degrees; it was formed of the soft crackling of the fire, the fresh linen smelling of sunshine and sea air, the satisfied feeling in his belly and the absence of pain.
I think it's that small detail about the "satisfied feeling in his belly". That is just so Jack. :)
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I'm still sniffling over the glaring lack of Jedi vampires, but it's okay, 'cos this story. Such goodness. Ah.
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