Title: Five Times The World Makes Sense To Angel (Not)
Author:
LandrewsRating: R
Character: Angel POV,
Genre: Five things fic! Canon pairings
Word Count: ~3300 words
Disclaimer: Not mine! Whedon's, Greenwalt's, Mutant Enemy's, ect.
A/N: For the Lynnvitational, thanks,
germaine_pet!
Summary: Five stories, each one written from one dominant sense, and all of them
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It is bound in turtle hide. The pages were pressed from something like sea oats. There are little grains still embedded in them, the fading ink of the text soaked long ago into each bump and imperfection. He riffles the pages and then lets them fall open at midpoint, leans forward, and buries his face against them. It reeks of time and dust. There is only the faintest whiff of the sea.
His stomach turns and he stands.
Outstanding detail, followed by gut-wrenching character insight. Bravo.
I think my favorite part is the first one. The image of Angel praying beneath a church just breaks my heart.
Angel thinks, Holy Mary, Mother of God, thank you. Thank you for praying for me.
*bursts into tears*
Thank you for writing this for this ficathon.
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My favorite bits:
Chocolate and mint. Cherries. The opulent black currents and vanilla of the wine he poured into her navel and licked off her labia. Buffy herself, opened to him, sweeter than he had ever imagined in all his naïve and patient explorations of her flesh while they were still blessed with ignorance of his curse.
And the three or four paragraphs of Cordelia patching him up - I'd quote it all but that might get a bit much. lol Your descriptions are the best I've ever read of this kind of scene. Made me want a cigarette and to cry for him at the same time.
Excellent!
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LOL. Thank you so much, samsom. I love Angel, I miss him- It makes me happy that you like my take on him. I'm working on more.
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I was waiting for you. I saw you on the guest list and I have, since then, been giddily awaiting your story. And this absolutely did not disappoint me.
This is so very lush, but there's not much of it; each word is exactly the right word at exactly the right time. I love how Angel "fingers" his book as he is agonizing over Cordelia, and . . . four. The whole thing; I think part four is actually perfect in every sense of the word.
I wish I was talented enough to express to you how this story makes me feel, how impressed and full it's made me, but not so much with that. Really excellent work.
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Wonderfully done, very evocative. Angel is so exhausted, and yet, he keeps putting one foot in front of the other. Excellent characterization, right there.
catch the spelling of "altar" in the first stanza.
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