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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This is amazing in its perfect blending of horrific, creepy subject matter and beautiful language. Wonderful job of showing Ginny's descent and the feelings it evokes in her.
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*stares*
*rereads*
*stares again*
Here on rec from luciademedici, and this is utterly amazing. A sublime masterpiece of darkfic. So brilliantly original too.
I really haven't the words to review this properly. I wish I could but I'm just so caught up in it that I'm going to continue to babble on uselessly if I try.
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Oh, this premise is so fresh and horrific -- you carried it out so damned wonderfully. I would quote each of my favorite bits, but I am in a rush to leave for work (:///!!!) so I will end briefly by saying, thank you for this. Gah -- the very idea of this blows me away.
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Thank you so much for the lovely words! I'm completely blown away that other people are so into this story.
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Holy. Infernal. Fucking. Shit.
That was amazing. I agree with Lucia totally. You conveyed a sense of emptiness, deadness, and mental atrophy without slipping into purple prose. This is a very, very hard thing to do. And I am seriously loving the TS Elliot channeling going on here.
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TS Eliot is so deliciously dark. I love that he stayed utterly nihilistic and without hope even after he found religion; Four Quartets is just as dark and disturbing as anything in the Prufrock or Wasteland eras. (not to get off on a tangent...) Using him as inspiration definitely kept this dark. :)
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I am a MAJOR fan of the destruction of the mind. It's the ultimate rape, IMHO, and I have a hardcore kink for all things horrifying.
This was DEFINITELY that. It's been so long since I've seen a true horror story, and by far, this was what makes true horror. Subtle, whispering words needing no fast action or gore to propel it.
::trying to get a coherent thought:: The simple decaying and nothingness is what makes this story, whereas in the hands of a lesser artist it would be monotone ( ::winces:: no pun intended ) and boring.
This was ANYTHING but.
I must friend you.
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I agree, the destruction of the mind is one of the most horrific things that can happen - look at canon, Bellatrix is one of the most monstrous DE to date because of the way she left the Longbottoms, not to mention the delicious terror of the Dementor's Kiss. True horror is all about the foreplay, imo, the gradual realization that something is wrong and that nothing will ever be safe again (I probably shouldn't get started on this topic, I just finished my thesis on fear and the gothic novel a few months ago) and I am so complimented that you found something similar in my fic. *grins* Thanks!
Friend away, and hope you don't mind if I reciprocate!
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I'm an oblivate fan, myself. I think erasing memories is far more an act of control that Imperio and am surprised it's not illegal.
Surprised, but not unpleasently so :)
::frets about school, knowing I should be studying and not playing on LJ::
Oh well.
hahaha, welcome to my LJ. I... like to write Dumbledore and Voldemort and post parodies thought up at unreasonable hours of the night :)
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