Cruor

[malefics]

Cruor
Allister; as gen as he gets
NC-17; extreme violence, character death.
For spessartine. Hope you like it!

Comments

[maidenform]

*dies*

I love the violence in this, and your style is to die for. ♥

[malefics]

Why thank you!

[spessartine]

Wow. Thank you so much. SO much. I love this. I've had this window open for hours trying to articulate why, exactly. ;D

I think it's the narrator. I love well written first person fics and they're SO rare, so this is an absolute pleasure. He doesn't assert himself or muscle in on the story, but drifts into the atmosphere of it anyway by a sort of osmosis. That comes across really well in the last paragraph.

I adore this moment: Then Lestrange came up like a whisper of wind, laid his hand across Rosier's shoulder. He whispered, "Shh..." He stroked the blue-black hair of the head as if Allister were a crying dog. All the trembling that had lit Rosier's frame ceased. He reached back and squeezed the hand, leaving a bloody imprint like lace. For obvious reasons. ;)

And the beautiful ghastly wonderful violence. *sigh* Which you do so well. And those footsteps at the end, which sent a shiver up my spine. ;) Thank you so much, I love this. Gah, so much.

[malefics]

Aw, I'm so glad! I wanted it to be something special.

[_winterdance]

Hey darling. Just dropping a note to say this is Rhiannon in not-quite-secret non-fandom form, in case you were wondering. :)

[1wingedknight]

And this is mine. ;D