in this part of the story I am the one who dies

Feb 17, 2008 15:28

There's a tub of worms on my kitchen table. AWESOME.

PS. I wrote me some 'Mystery Spot' missing scene. IT IS THE JOY THAT NEVER ENDS.

in this part of the story I am the one who dies
PG-13, spoilers for 3x11 obviously. Title from Pablo Neruda.

He’s been standing by the roadside for two hours already when the truck pulls over )

mystery spot deserves its own tag, fic: spn, sam winchester for evil overlord, fic

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erinrua February 17 2008, 23:31:04 UTC
Damn. Damn, this is powerful. Yes. This is Sam dying inside. This is Sam burning out, burning up, burning empty inside. And forgetting the sound of his own voice - yeah. Who's he got left to talk to, after all? He certainly won't waste much time with interviews or chatty waitresses. Just him and the Impala and a lifetime in the dark.

*shivers* Beautifully done, luv. Achingly beautifully done.
Cheers ~

Erin

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grand_sophy February 18 2008, 06:51:46 UTC
Yes, exactly, the banal horror of having to deal with the corpse, of having to go on living, and having to find a reason to go on living. You've caught Sam's dead-inside feeling very well. Thanks!

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i_speak_tongue February 18 2008, 08:07:49 UTC
GAH! To be honest, I was really not looking forward to all the Alone!Sam fic that inevitably would burst out of Mystery Spot and onto my f-list. I'm no good at even dealing with the pretend world in which Dean is dead.

But you lured me in with your wonderful title, you evil luring person, you! So you are very luck that this is so good. Just awesome. And not too long. (I don't think I will ever be able to read anything over a thousand words of Dean being dead. Nope.)

Just painful to read, but too good not to. (and where, specifically is the Neruda quote from? It's lovely.)

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wanttobeatree February 20 2008, 00:02:34 UTC
The poem's an absolutely gorgeous one; you can read it in its entirety here. Thank you for reading! :)

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rhombal February 18 2008, 15:39:52 UTC
I really, really like this. The words are kind of -- just enough to convey what Sam's feeling, but also sparse enough to let you fill in things and descriptions that are missing and that, maybe, is even more painful.

And this?

He’s forgetting the sound of his own voice. The Impala is his vocal cords, lips and teeth and tongue, and there are nights where he makes the engine scream until it sinks into his bones.

Brilliance.

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kestrelsan February 19 2008, 01:51:30 UTC
Oh wow, this hits hard. Really nice.

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