Just finished listening to the podfic of your wonderful story. Next will be reading it. Savoring the wonderful language again.
It's hard to show up for a meeting and explain why you are crying because you listened to a Really Freaking Excellent Podfic on the half hour drive to the meeting. Arghh.
You made me laugh, plenty of times and you made me cry (several times, darn you!) and I was petrified that this wouldn't have some kind of a happy ending. That Dean just isn't that lucky afterall.
It was romantic, it was bittersweet, I loved Dean's humanity and the brutal reality of the story. Dean, alone with no support, living on the edge trying to kill Sam in this post apocalyptic world. Who could really blame him for thinking about it. I loved how you referred to Sam as "The Body" Dean's only way to dehumanitize the shell left behind. And then the oh so unclimactic return of Sam to the living world. No big band, nor hizzahs, just what I think it would be, quite, sneaking up on you, just life. And then Sam pushing for what he wanted from Dean and Dean accepting/ giving in, trying to snatch whatever happiness he could/they could. And you aged them too, they weren't just glowing examples of beautiful boyhood, but gradually easing into middle age. So many wonderful details. Such a wonderful pace. And I never wanted to know why Sam said yes, it doesn't really matter. They both paid enough already.
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It's hard to show up for a meeting and explain why you are crying because you listened to a Really Freaking Excellent Podfic on the half hour drive to the meeting. Arghh.
You made me laugh, plenty of times and you made me cry (several times, darn you!) and I was petrified that this wouldn't have some kind of a happy ending. That Dean just isn't that lucky afterall.
It was romantic, it was bittersweet, I loved Dean's humanity and the brutal reality of the story. Dean, alone with no support, living on the edge trying to kill Sam in this post apocalyptic world. Who could really blame him for thinking about it. I loved how you referred to Sam as "The Body" Dean's only way to dehumanitize the shell left behind. And then the oh so unclimactic return of Sam to the living world. No big band, nor hizzahs, just what I think it would be, quite, sneaking up on you, just life. And then Sam pushing for what he wanted from Dean and Dean accepting/ giving in, trying to snatch whatever happiness he could/they could. And you aged them too, they weren't just glowing examples of beautiful boyhood, but gradually easing into middle age. So many wonderful details. Such a wonderful pace. And I never wanted to know why Sam said yes, it doesn't really matter. They both paid enough already.
Thank you for your words.