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[whereupon]

I've no idea why I've been writing so much as of late, guys, but I imagine it'll slow down at some point soon. In the meantime, apologies for spamming you with stories, eh?

Cradle
by whereupon
Sam/Dean. Season one, R, 3,070 words.
It would hurt that much more when he realized his mistake.
A remix (cover version?) of paxlux's " Riptide."

Comments

[aldehyde]

i'm a huge fan of paxlux's work, and you remixing one of her fics is like a dream come true. this is so beautiful - just as atmospheric and wonderful as the original.

[whereupon]

You say such fantastic things! Thank you, very much. I'm so glad that you enjoyed this one. ♥

[wicked_liz]

This was a excellent remix ~ wow.

While the original fic was almost reserved in its language which heightened the atmosphere, you've managed to convey the same mood in a much wordier style. Brilliant. =D

Also Dean's voice in your piece seems so much more despairing, he truly parallels the lorelei, the despair of being alone. His intense emotions when it comes to Sam, almost reflect perfectly with Sam's emotions in "Riptide".

The allusions to the sea are still powerful, like madly so.

[whereupon]

I'm so glad that this story worked for you, that it was effective in its own way as a retelling. Thank you so much for reading, and for such a thoughtful note! :D