My heart hurt, then I got to Dick's story about the Polaroids and completely froze. That's something I've completely added to my personal cannon. (Although I pray that the rest of this never ever happens.)
Yeah, that's a case of me thinking up the perfect ending to a fic while I'm writing it.
Lovely job of not letting us know any more than Lian did at any given time- that's what really made the story even more poignant. The one part that jostled me was where Lian thought of Dick stroking Barbara's hair like it was keeping him sane, which I thought was a bit sophisticated for her.
That was a bit of a cheat, but dramatically necessary. I wanted to show that just like Lian was coping because she had Dick to lean on, Dick was coping because he had Barbara. Plus, my mental image of Dick stroking Barbara's hair robotically, not seeming to even enjoy it but just this background action as he talks... I'd put it out to Dick's very open emotions and Lian's knowledge of him.
Beautifully painful, and I'm never sure how to thank people for making me so sad...
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Yeah, that's a case of me thinking up the perfect ending to a fic while I'm writing it.
Lovely job of not letting us know any more than Lian did at any given time- that's what really made the story even more poignant. The one part that jostled me was where Lian thought of Dick stroking Barbara's hair like it was keeping him sane, which I thought was a bit sophisticated for her.
That was a bit of a cheat, but dramatically necessary. I wanted to show that just like Lian was coping because she had Dick to lean on, Dick was coping because he had Barbara. Plus, my mental image of Dick stroking Barbara's hair robotically, not seeming to even enjoy it but just this background action as he talks... I'd put it out to Dick's very open emotions and Lian's knowledge of him.
Beautifully painful, and I'm never sure how to thank people for making me so sad...
With a rec? ;)