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calufraxStory: Scenes from the Domestic Front
Author: ellisbelle
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 727
Author's Summary: The Doctor and Sarah are stranded in WWII era London.
Characters/Pairings: Fourth Doctor/Sarah Jane Smith
Warnings: None
Recced because: This is such a unique story in so many ways. It's from the LJ cliché-swap ficathon, where instead of the Tenth Doctor and Martha getting stuck in 1969, the Fourth Doctor and Sarah get stuck in London during WWII. But that's just the outer wrapping. The writing is both sparse and layered, and it doesn't just tell a story, it sets a mood, and immerses the reader in it. Every word seems carefully chosen and every nuance felt. Go give it a try, and let it capture you.
She remembers this station at Christmas, clinging to Aunt Lavinia’s hand against the push of bundled strangers and bright packages–watches now the Doctor spinning his silly yo-yo.
He doesn’t mind the press of children but the lights flicker too much like the shadow of a moth beating against a naked bulb.
Author: ellisbelle
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 727
Author's Summary: The Doctor and Sarah are stranded in WWII era London.
Characters/Pairings: Fourth Doctor/Sarah Jane Smith
Warnings: None
Recced because: This is such a unique story in so many ways. It's from the LJ cliché-swap ficathon, where instead of the Tenth Doctor and Martha getting stuck in 1969, the Fourth Doctor and Sarah get stuck in London during WWII. But that's just the outer wrapping. The writing is both sparse and layered, and it doesn't just tell a story, it sets a mood, and immerses the reader in it. Every word seems carefully chosen and every nuance felt. Go give it a try, and let it capture you.
She remembers this station at Christmas, clinging to Aunt Lavinia’s hand against the push of bundled strangers and bright packages–watches now the Doctor spinning his silly yo-yo.
He doesn’t mind the press of children but the lights flicker too much like the shadow of a moth beating against a naked bulb.
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Date: 2010-01-22 10:03 pm (UTC)