So I've been trying to think of something to write for my favorite ship that wasn't boring or cliche or trite, and that combined with reading hundreds of pages of T.S. Eliot over the past week resulted in this very very darkfic.
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Title: Eyes I Dare Not Meet In Dreams
Summary: Between the idea / And the reality / Between the motion / And the
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That was beautiful :)
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I'm so thrilled you like it. Thanks!
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And feel free to ask me whatever, I don't want any confused readers wandering about. ;)
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Thank you so much! *hearts you back*
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I love that the sex is as empty as everything else, that it doesn't solve problems and that all there is is the decaying of life. Like Lucia, I'm not sure whether these are inferi or whether it is something that Voldemort did to the world or to his Death Eaters, whether they died in their betrayal and were brought back to continue to serve. Any option fits, and in the end, although there are questions, there is the hollowness that you wanted me to feel.
Please post this to darkones to show them how it's done. :)
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Sex is someting that reaffirms life more than anything else, so I'm glad that between the characters it came across as empty and even further proof of their decay. I wrote it with Inferi in mind, but I'm gratified that it comes across as ambiguous enough to allow multiple interpretations, because the true root of terror is something every individual has to pick for themselves.
*grins* I already posted it to darkones actually. Lovely comm.
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