PotC Oneshot: Fragile Things

[erinya]

Title: Fragile Things
Fandom: PotC
Disclaimer: Er, not mine.
Rating: PG
Warning: Character death and unremitting angst.
Summary: It's far too late for miracles or mercies, and not even the Devil's listening. Short (just a little over 400 words.)
Note: This is not in any way what I planned to write next, but I am sick, dosed up on far too much cold

Comments

[ladyofthesilent]

I don't know what to say ... this almost made me cry. Very sad and intense, and the last paragraph is just beautiful!

[erinya]

Thank you. I wanted to write something really dark and eerie. Glad the last paragraph worked--it was a late add-on.

[djarum99]

Going to cry into my pillow now. That was brilliant, achingly sad with everything you didn't write.

"There never was anyone there" Ah, Will. And-

"Damn you, you were always right about me. Hated that, hated you...loved you...pirate..." Oh. Just oh.

Fever must feed the muse. Mine went on a rampage tonight, fueled by a 101 degrees, and I posted as well-just no silence until I did. Read if you have the strength, any concrit appreciated. Hope you feel better!

[erinya]

I wish my fever-muse would do lovely smut the way yours does! But no, tragedy it is. :-)

Thank you so much.

[erinya]

Thank you!

[hendercats]

A changeling in the place of my love. Dead leaves which had been fairy gold.
Gorgeous. This whole piece is beauty overflowing with sadness.

Hope you feel better soon. *offers chicken soup*

[erinya]

Thank you so much!

(I've reached the uncontrollable sneezing stage of the virus. Hopefully recovery cannot be far behind.)

[riveroceansea]

"He's here," she says wildly. "He's here. Quick, open the door--"

:Sniffle: Poor Jack. In her last moments she can't see him but reaches out for the spectre of Will. Heart-wrenching.

Hope you feel better soon.

[wildkitty27]

I totally thought it was the other way around! That Will was taking care of her, but she was talking to and reaching out for Jack.... Either way, the imagery was powerful and the fic was brilliant. Great job, erinya.

[erinya]

Ah, good. I wrote it so it could be either Jack or Will caring for her, and the other at the door, depending on how the reader chooses to interpret the scene. But in my mind this is how Elizabeth goes in the end, if she never really talks to Jack about the kiss and chooses Will in AWE. Hopefully their story will go differently in canon.

[erinya]

Thanks so much! Yes, she never did belong to either of them, really. I don't know why I feel the need to be so hard on them, but there it is.