(06) → the best goodbyes are yours

Nov 17, 2010 01:28

Eames, it seems, is as good at goodbyes as he is everything else. Eames, it seems, is gone this time. Not for good, but he is gone.

Arthur wakes up to a rising sun and a setting pair of eyes. Eames is a foot and a half from his face and he is leaning heavily against his own hand, carrying the weight of something Arthur can’t see.

“I’m leaving ( Read more... )

character: mal, pairing: arthur/eames

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mop_cat November 17 2010, 09:42:52 UTC
I, quite simply, love everything you write. There's a poetic sense to this, and I like how it's a story about Arthur and Eames but it's also a story about Mal.

So he sits and eats and feels like a boy in an oversized shirt that isn’t his with a spoon in his hand that keeps an erratic beat against the bowl. And there’s a heartbeat in this, he thinks. Somewhere, there has to be a heartbeat in what they do, this back and forth, because nothing is alive without a heartbeat and Eames, he thinks, we are very much alive.
There's something about these few sentences that are just amazing. God, I can't even comprehend how much I love this; thank-you for writting it.

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traincar April 1 2011, 16:33:21 UTC
Oh goodness, bb. That's really kind of you. You're too sweet. ♥

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epistolic November 17 2010, 09:58:18 UTC
There's a very, very quiet brilliance about this fic - gorgeously subtle. You've done a glorious job of analysing both the Arthur/Eames dynamic and the Cobb/Mal dynamic; every sentence feels utterly necessary, not a word or a scene wasted or superfluous, and that's something I've always admired about your fic. Beautiful, and it says so much, almost without saying it directly - the reader just feels it instead. I love it.

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traincar April 1 2011, 16:36:16 UTC
Wooo, Mel. Girl, you are too nice to me. I've been slowly getting through the comments on my fics (I didn't have notifications for my comm) and it's really nice to see the support. You're so goddamn lovely. ♥

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time_was_lost November 17 2010, 11:35:03 UTC
Wow, this was beautiful. There was a gorgeous poetic element to this which I thought was really lovely, and the way you built both of the relationships in this was simple yet complex, subtle yet blinding. Really, really interesting piece, I thoroughly enjoyed it ♥

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traincar April 1 2011, 16:37:02 UTC
Thank you so much!

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starlingthefool November 17 2010, 12:02:25 UTC
I liked this a lot. It reminded me of avant-garde French poetry, which is kind of a ridiculous thing to say, but I've only been awake for fifteen minutes, so forgive me, because this is going to be one of those rambling comments.
But this fic, this fic; I loved the repetition, and this sense of resigned anxiety that was lingering below the surface, and the images of Mal dancing. Yum.

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traincar April 1 2011, 16:40:21 UTC
Thank you thank you! ♥ I don't mind the ridiculous-ness. :) I happen to love the image of Mal dancing, too. It's very lovely to me.

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fakebody November 17 2010, 21:02:28 UTC
I can't figure out the words to say any more than: this is beautiful.

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traincar April 1 2011, 16:42:35 UTC
Aw, thank you bb.

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