Title: We Flood Empty Lakes
Team: Epilogue
Author:
turningleftPrompt: 15. He who can, does. He who can't, teaches the Dark Arts.
Wordcount: ~4700
Rating: R
Warnings: Angst, darkfic, dystopia, Epilogue-compliant, mindfuck, non-linear narrative, highly non-traditional/experimental structure, pretentious prose, postwar, profanity, references to canon character death, major character death (story spans a period of 40+ years), slightly-dark!Harry, descriptions of feelings associated with panic/anxiety and obsession, implied infidelity, second-person POV.
Summary: In which there is nothingeverything left to lose.
Author's Note: The title comes from a Yndi Halda song of the same name. Many thanks to L, A and H for looking this over, as well as to B and A for holding my hand and dealing with my breakdowns on a nearly daily basis. I never would have finished this without any of them. ♥
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