Black-Winged Freedom

[sparrows_lass]

Title: Black-Winged Freedom
Wordcount: 1.393
Summary: Jack pays a nightly visit to his beloved Lizzie . . . .
Disclaimer: Nope, all belongs to the mouse . . . plot is mine, though!
WARNINGS: character death! sorry, guys - pained me to write this, too!
A/N: inspired by Placebo's "Peeping Tom"

Comments

[sparrows_lass]

Sorry to tell you, but yes, he actually did do that. It's weird that I should write something like that when it makes me, too, awfully sad, but I blame it all on Placebo! :)

Thank you for picking a favorite phrase - it's always interesting to see what people like the most!

Oh, yes, I'll post a happy one soon! :) Thank you for your comment!

[sparrows_lass]

*lol* now what can one say in reply to such a comment? :)

I'm not quite sure Jack had a chance to sober up after that jump - after all, there are a lot of sharp rocks down there and as Gilette said, "It's a miracle she (Elizabeth) missed them" . . . :(

Thanks for your comment, luv!

[anonymous]

OH MY GODNESS!!!...This was one of the best Jack's P.O.V story I have ever read.So beautiful so heartbreaking and so addicting.I already read it over 5 times.You know what?You should write more about sparrabeth,you definately didn't lost your sparrabeth light.Maybe a sequel to this...Lizzie learns about his death blah blah..I love angst so much and you have talent to write a good angst.(Actually this wasn't angst thia was tragedy I mean YOU KİLLED JACK**sobs

[sparrows_lass]

THANK YOU SO MUCH! *hands over box of tissues*

You don't have the slightest idia how broad my smile is at the moment or how humbled I feel by your wonderful comment! It makes me awfully proud to hear that you've enjoyed it so much you re-read it a couple o' times!

I did actually think about a sequal to this, but it would be like walking a tightrope and I'm slightly afraid it would become a bit melodramatic or something . . . we'll see, I'll probably give it a try, anyway!

What really makes me so proud is that I haven't written Sparrabeth for about a year now and still people like my writing! :)

I didn't really contemplate the 'angel' part - it kind of came naturally to me while writing - I'm glad you like it!

Again, thank you so much for your comment! I'll post again soon, promise! :]

[luvvycat]

OMG. Such a heart-wrenchingly sad story. I really felt for Jack, feeling like he's lost everything of worth in his life, despairing that he'll never have the woman that he loves. Beautifully written, lovely imagery throughout.

*Cat now opens cages, letting plot bunnies run willy-nilly*

With black-winged confidence, a treacherous reliance, Elizabeth’s - his angel’s - face branded into the inside of his eyelids, he undid his belts, his sash, dropped his effects, removed his tricorn - even his bandana landed atop his shirt in a heap. At last, he kicked off his boots.

Stripped bare of everything that made him Captain Jack Sparrow, he walked to the very edge of the chilly stone beneath his toes. Might one read some significance in him leaving all his Jack Sparrow trappings behind, before taking the plunge (which not only Elizabeth, but he himself has survived before)? Perhaps this is not Jack committing suicide, but rather purging himself of the Jack Sparrow persona, shedding it like a snake's skin, allowing his first love, the sea,

[sparrows_lass]

*beams like a new penny*
Thank you so much!

I must admit that your plot-bunnies are quite contagious! And the first one made me reconsider my original plans for a probable second part . . . .

As for the second: I'll leave that to your imagination :P

*hands over tissues and pats your back*
I promise not to leave Sparrabeth again and write some more on a happier note, OK? Because, right now, I'm not planing on going anywhere! :)

Thank you again for your lovely comment! <3