Oh, this story. It's so poetic, the writing is so good. I'm new to the fandom and the group (I've just started season six actually. I'm reading fic between eps because the UST is killing me), but this is so good. I've read a couple of recs from here; you guys give me hope.
Anyway, I love the contrast of dreaming and awake, how they sort of bleed over. And this paragraph:
In this dream, Mulder touched her. She never remembered it while awake, but at night, deep in the electricity of her subconscious, he laid his hand between her breasts and told her he could feel her heart. She wanted him to stay there forever, so that at least one of them could be sure of her humanity. But then his hand slid lower, and she could finally feel her heart beating and so broadened her idea of forever to include this, to include everything.
And all of this bit:
Jack Yang never even knew her name, but she knew how much his heart weighed. She knew the last thing he'd eaten, his final body weight and length, the size and shape of the white scar on his knee, the exact color of his lungs.
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Date: 2012-04-27 12:47 am (UTC)Anyway, I love the contrast of dreaming and awake, how they sort of bleed over. And this paragraph:
In this dream, Mulder touched her. She never remembered it while
awake, but at night, deep in the electricity of her subconscious, he laid
his hand between her breasts and told her he could feel her heart. She
wanted him to stay there forever, so that at least one of them could be
sure of her humanity. But then his hand slid lower, and she could finally
feel her heart beating and so broadened her idea of forever to include
this, to include everything.
And all of this bit:
Jack Yang never even knew her name, but she knew how much his
heart weighed. She knew the last thing he'd eaten, his final body weight
and length, the size and shape of the white scar on his knee, the exact
color of his lungs.
Just, lovely.