rec: eclipse
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calufraxStory: Eclipse
Author: etherati
Rating: All ages
Word Count: 1227
Author's Summary: All that is now, and all that is gone, and all that’s to come. Even imaginary friends have nightmares.
Characters/Pairings: Rose, Ten, Sarah Jane
Warnings: None
Recced because: This is a really poignant look at the Doctor's guilt and pain, and at the ways his companions find him unreachable. The writing is excellent--etherati is very good at finding the perfect details to make a sentence stand out, and the image of an eclipse makes for a very strong metaphor. The story is wrenching, as it should be.
An excerpt:
Rose takes Sarah aside, just before they part ways, a conspiratorial last-minute conference. They’ve been over this before, joking and laughing and comparing notes, all necessary lightness in the wake of the tension. This time, it’s a serious question Rose has, worry ringing her eyes.
The nightmares. Did he have them before? Does she remember? He sleeps rarely enough and the TARDIS has been moving her room farther and farther away to try to let her get some quiet, but those rounded walls and corridors echo, and everyone knows what it sounds and feels like to wake up screaming.
Author: etherati
Rating: All ages
Word Count: 1227
Author's Summary: All that is now, and all that is gone, and all that’s to come. Even imaginary friends have nightmares.
Characters/Pairings: Rose, Ten, Sarah Jane
Warnings: None
Recced because: This is a really poignant look at the Doctor's guilt and pain, and at the ways his companions find him unreachable. The writing is excellent--etherati is very good at finding the perfect details to make a sentence stand out, and the image of an eclipse makes for a very strong metaphor. The story is wrenching, as it should be.
An excerpt:
Rose takes Sarah aside, just before they part ways, a conspiratorial last-minute conference. They’ve been over this before, joking and laughing and comparing notes, all necessary lightness in the wake of the tension. This time, it’s a serious question Rose has, worry ringing her eyes.
The nightmares. Did he have them before? Does she remember? He sleeps rarely enough and the TARDIS has been moving her room farther and farther away to try to let her get some quiet, but those rounded walls and corridors echo, and everyone knows what it sounds and feels like to wake up screaming.
