I'm lurking, sorry. Hi, lol. Ok, so, I've read through pretty much everything in fandom over the last year and a half (insomnia is actually welcome if it means I get to read fanfic as beautiful as yours), and I just wanted to say that in all that time, this:
To his left, a murder of crows takes flight, frightened and angry, a tangle of black wings covering the sun. He expects a cacophony of croaks, but the birds are eerily silent, growing smaller and smaller, finally disappearing behind the distant tree line.
Oxygen is an accelerant stroking the fire in his lungs, the flames licking at his muscles. ...
is one of the most beautiful things I've ever read. And I'm extremely picky about fic, and never give a compliment unless it's well deserved. Thank you for writing these lines; they're beautiful.
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To his left, a murder of crows takes flight, frightened and angry, a tangle of black wings covering the sun. He expects a cacophony of croaks, but the birds are eerily silent, growing smaller and smaller, finally disappearing behind the distant tree line.
Oxygen is an accelerant stroking the fire in his lungs, the flames licking at his muscles. ...
is one of the most beautiful things I've ever read. And I'm extremely picky about fic, and never give a compliment unless it's well deserved. Thank you for writing these lines; they're beautiful.