The Lake Isle Of Innisfree

[aloysiavirgata]

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Laura sits on the park bench and hates all the people who aren't dead. She finds it callous of them to eat ice cream in front of her, to buy balloons from the vendor at the corner. To breathe. She is ashamed of this element of self-pity, but one can only suffer so much. Her family's graves are still raw wounds in the dirt. It is strange to be

Comments

[kappamaki33]

Here via crack_van. What a lovely fic! All the vignettes were wonderful, but I think my favorites were #3, how you presented Laura doing something that's pretty scary but make her indifference make sense, and #5, which has such gorgeous imagery.

[aloysiavirgata]

Thank you so much for the feedback. I love Laura because she's not inherently lovable, and it was a wonderful experience to try and put down on paper (so to speak) the different facets of her that make her such a wonderful character. I'm delighted that this piece worked for you.