Oh God. This fic just about broke me (I started crying towards the end - the angst levels are fucking scary!). Poor, poor Sandra. ;_;
The fic's absolutely fantastic, with the tragedy slipping in through the cracks of mundane life and little details, and the flashbacks (they're such beautiful little moments) making it more vivid and more painful, because it sharpens the sense of loss.
I love your Sandra, and it's so easy to feel her pain and denial and mourning. Her burning the documents was such a poignant, strong moment, and I just feel so terrible for her. I didn't expect the memory loss damage to come back, and even the thought of that happening scares me.
But now Noah’s gone, and the secrets are all she has left.
That's a perfect line. Hits so hard. And the ending...
I IZ G0 CRY NAO K THX BAI.
I think I need to write some angst now, to get it out of my system.
I've been trying not to cry from near the beginning. This was incredibly beautiful and emotionally powerful. I'll have to read it again after my eyes clear.
Gorgeous. You do a fantastic job capturing her loneliness and her desperation--how her family is breaking apart, and how the mosaic of her memories comes and clashes back together. How her children are twisting away like leaves, how Noah's always been a good listener, but there's something more sinister to that; and that broken trust juxtaposed with Sandra's faith....it's so gut-wrenchingly sad. Poor Sandra!
Beautiful job. Seriously. Thank you for sharing :)
This is absolutely amazing. The way you’ve written Sandra and the rest of the family’s grief, the destruction the loss is causing them and the shadow Noah casts is just beautiful. I love the balance you have between the sadness of the present and the memories of him being of happier times. I particularly adore the scene in which Sandra burns the files, the last of her husband, to protect Claire. This is just so wonderful.
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The fic's absolutely fantastic, with the tragedy slipping in through the cracks of mundane life and little details, and the flashbacks (they're such beautiful little moments) making it more vivid and more painful, because it sharpens the sense of loss.
I love your Sandra, and it's so easy to feel her pain and denial and mourning. Her burning the documents was such a poignant, strong moment, and I just feel so terrible for her. I didn't expect the memory loss damage to come back, and even the thought of that happening scares me.
But now Noah’s gone, and the secrets are all she has left.
That's a perfect line. Hits so hard. And the ending...
I IZ G0 CRY NAO K THX BAI.
I think I need to write some angst now, to get it out of my system.
Amazing, just amazing fic.
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Beautiful job. Seriously. Thank you for sharing :)
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