The Drought Story

[librae]

The Drought Story
PGish
Remus/Sirius
3182 words
For Cate (all praise her).
Edited some since the first time.

Comments

[musesfool]

This is unutterably beautiful and touching.

[librae]

Thank you so much.

[randomalia]

I want to carry this around in my pocket everywhere. How do you write like this? It's so beautiful and evocative and secret. And it makes me wonder why I don't have your fic journal friended, hm.

Dust wandered in small galaxies and the fine hairs on their bare arms lit up in the sunlight. Sirius's hand crept forward, smoothing over Remus's clothed hipbone like a token for luck.

Wow.

Thanks :)

[librae]

You're welcome. :D

[librae]

I miiiight. Then again I like secrets. :P Thank you for reading!

[makesomelove]

I'm not really sure why but this made me cry really hard and I'm kind of still in the middle of crying. Times like these I wish I knew big words, or at least how to use regular-sized words properly. I don't. I can't.

I just love it so much.

[librae]

Pft, who needs big words. I'm thrilled you liked it that much.
can i marry your icon.

[pre_raphaelite1]

This is simply exquisite. I'm not even sure where to begin. The story itself is lovely, the mages evocative, and the mood... oh the mood is powerful. It feels like the epitome of nostalgic exploration, a sort of memory spelunking. *chuckles* Metaphors too silly for this work, but it really does feel very dreamlike, drifting, languid. And it leaves the reader quiet, peaceful, but very very pensive. How you can make the summer and the heat so obvious without completely stifling the mood is utterly impressive.

[librae]

"Spelunking" is such a fabulous word, oh my god. And thank you! Maybe it helped that it was an ungodly 97 or 98 when I wrote most of this...?