Oh. There was this, this growing sense of pain and horror and sick, curling dread -the glass, the shards, the broken reflections of his face- the whole time I read this.
I just. I feel raw, like something has been stripped away.
I'm so grateful you gave this a... well, I can't say happy ending, because it isn't quite, there's still all that hurt and the very disquieting sense that may, maybe this can't be fixed, and oh, Kurogane, I feel for you.
It's beautiful and terribly sad and oh god, this is angst, and it's so gently and lightly done that I'm not drowning in it, but it's tight in my chest.
Gorgeous. Heartbreaking. I want to score this but I can't, not yet- but you'd best believe if I haven't been called on to do my understudily duties by the end of the week, by god I will be scoring this and highly too.
...I need to hug you. You're on the other side of the world now, but I need to hug you now.
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Oh. There was this, this growing sense of pain and horror and sick, curling dread -the glass, the shards, the broken reflections of his face- the whole time I read this.
I just. I feel raw, like something has been stripped away.
I'm so grateful you gave this a... well, I can't say happy ending, because it isn't quite, there's still all that hurt and the very disquieting sense that may, maybe this can't be fixed, and oh, Kurogane, I feel for you.
It's beautiful and terribly sad and oh god, this is angst, and it's so gently and lightly done that I'm not drowning in it, but it's tight in my chest.
Gorgeous. Heartbreaking. I want to score this but I can't, not yet- but you'd best believe if I haven't been called on to do my understudily duties by the end of the week, by god I will be scoring this and highly too.
...I need to hug you. You're on the other side of the world now, but I need to hug you now.