I haven't had the best of weeks and apparently I have decided that because I'm not having a good time nobody else should either.
Jim and Blair, vaguely pre-slash not that it matters given the story, 3,000 words. Much of what's here is implied rather than graphic, but what's implied is still rape, torture and death. There's maybe a micron of
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"Because it knew that the minute it left me that I'd eat my fucking gun or step under a fucking bus or whatever. [snip] but you... you wouldn't do that, you'd keep hoping that there was something that you could do to get back at it, to stop it, and you'd keep thinking that, wherever you were, dead man walking, or in a cell at Conover, and that would be just be the icing on the cupcake for it. So it picked you."
This stayed with me all day. In the midst of heartbreak and horror, you've done a great character study, there :-)
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Wow! I love it. For you, it's very dark; but there's still something gloriously triumphant that comes through, maybe because they're together even in such extreme circumstances, still holding on to each other, still using humour and love against their fear... um, having a ramble here *g* Loved it, thanks.
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