wear this; spare speech

[foxlives]

for a prompt over at the noir ficcathon of awesome; it ran away with me and accidentally became like, an actual fic, so it's getting posted over here.

we have seen the best of our time
goneril/edmund and regan, pg-13, 3128 words.

Comments

[foxlives]

ah, man, thanks so much. i am of the opinion that king lear can be translated into pretty much any setting, but the 20s (and the mafia!) are a particularly excellent one. so, thank you for enabling my crazy brain with your fucking awesome prompt, and thanks also for the lovely comment.

and, right there with ya. i mean, dayum.