A little song-fic, because I wanted to try something along the lines of Unspoken again, where the lyrics serve as dialogue. Ended up with this little one-shot from Prowl's POV. He insisted and who am I to say no
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This was beautifully done. You managed to keep the sense of Prowl being a ghost or a memory unknown, until the very end, and the feelings were spot on. Now, if you excuse me, I need a pack of kleenex and some chocolate, and some fluff.
This is so lovely, the sense of not knowing if Prowl is alive, or if he is the ghost. And the emotion is just beautiful, so very very sad. Scuse me, I need a moment ;_;
Geez, Jo, that was beautiful and sad and a gorgeous ending, albeit a bit of a surprise that Prowl was dead. It's lovely, and I like the lyrics that you used.
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Its hard not to cry right now...
and hi, I"m kind of a lurker on the PXJ com...one day maybe I write fic. But until then...You're too good for me to even try. :)
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