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[rosa_acicularis]

Epitaph, Adult. 6,400 words. Warnings for explicit violence, explicit sex, suicide, and character death.

When she is in Paris, she sleeps in the catacombs.

Comments

[sweetevangeline]

Oooch. This one kinda got me. Jack and Rose watching her with Jimmy Stone while Rose waves at herself? Eleven and Rose at her grave waiting for her to die? That was pretty intense.

[rosa_acicularis]

Thank you!

[takethewords]

Could you please post your fic directly in this entry? You can keep a link to your journal, we just like to keep all the fic in one place. :)

[rosa_acicularis]

Sorry about that! I knew I was forgetting something. Fixed now. :)

[takethewords]

No problem, thank you! :)

[nurse_stiney]

Oh GOD this was epic and PERFECT! Exactly the kind of mood I want in a vampire story: unsettling, dark, but still that bit of creepy!sensual that vamp fangirls tend to take to ridiculously romantic proportions. :P
LOVE THIS!

[rosa_acicularis]

Thank you! This fic was definitely an experiment in atmosphere, so I'm really glad that worked for you.

[thenakedcupcake]

I have never read anything so beautiful.

I can't say anything that's adequate to what I'm feeling right now.

Thank you.

[orange_crushed]

“Give me my flowers.”

“They’re rubbish.”

“I know,” she says. “Give them to me anyway.”

I CRIED
I CRIED UNTIL MY EYES ACHED AND NOBODY COULD HELP ME. I wanted you to know that. Oh God, this is so gloriously tragic, I want to roll in it forever, but my heart hasn't the strength.

I love your Rose so much. I always have and always will.