.tethers ;; chapter two - [pandora hearts]

[larouille]

Previous chapter:  http://larouille.livejournal.com/8014.html
Words: 1,356
Prompt: 415. grave acceptance

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.two

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all my thoughts are all lies
all my bones are so tired
so young and so handsome
so easily led
they told me to wait
i said
"it makes a man out of me"

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At nine thirty comes the wine.

You realize - but not without a heavy

Comments

[selvanic]

You are rather steadily and efficiently breaking my heart. I have never been much of a fan of Oz/Gilbert or the other way around, but your writing and your writing alone has justified it. You've written it in the way that I believe is the only tangible way to do as much. It's broken and lost, caught up in memories and has beens, slipping away and crumbling in the time that's happened in between.

Oz is finding other people but he still needs Gilbert. And Gilbert still desperately needs Oz but he can't trust himself with it, won't trust himself with it. He clings to other people who he sees as just as broken, just as damaged and twisted, but he wants to light. He wants it back but he won't ask for it and that's...why it refuses to work. It can't work. And...I can only ever get that through your pieces.