Title: The Night Garden Pairing: Kris/Adam Word count: 600 Rating: R Warnings: Dubcon Summary: Sequel to Incurable. Historical AU, gauzy Victorian porn. Disclaimer: Pure imagination. No disrespect intended.
I am given to understand that it's poor commenting form simply to quote the whole piece back to the author, but that's always what I feel like doing with your writing. Here, just a few of my favorite lines:
But he'd yearned, sitting earthbound at the keys; he'd ached for those shooting-star notes to pierce his everyday skin.
World without end, amen. It all makes sense now, he tried to say.
There was something he should remember beyond this enormous four-poster bed; something perhaps as inconsequential as four walls and a window, perhaps as great as a world with a vacated space awaiting his return.
“You always did love shiny things,” he said fondly, then frowned in puzzlement when no memory offered itself.
I just love the way you draw their relationship here - dark and kind of creepy but so deep, so inevitable, that it's impossible not to want them to be together anyway.
Part disturbing, part darkly lovely. I can't really come up with a better word for this than seamless; the story feels like a natural extension of the atmosphere, and the utter lack of answers, instead of coming across confusing, instead lends the whole thing an air of inevitability - like an explanation would be irrelevant, like the eeriness that draws them together is at once inextricable from and secondary to the sensual present.
Wow. That was fascinating and compelling and spooky oh and so so delicious. You created an enchanting atmosphere. Poor Katy. Come into my parlour said the spider to the fly. I loved the all powerful, all consuming Adam.
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But he'd yearned, sitting earthbound at the keys; he'd ached for those shooting-star notes to pierce his everyday skin.
World without end, amen. It all makes sense now, he tried to say.
There was something he should remember beyond this enormous four-poster bed; something perhaps as inconsequential as four walls and a window, perhaps as great as a world with a vacated space awaiting his return.
“You always did love shiny things,” he said fondly, then frowned in puzzlement when no memory offered itself.
I just love the way you draw their relationship here - dark and kind of creepy but so deep, so inevitable, that it's impossible not to want them to be together anyway.
Wonderful stuff, as always.
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Je Retournerai. I love it.
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