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Title: Still a Little Bit of Your Ghost
Author: trophybruises (trophybruises@yahoo.com)
Pairing: DM/EW
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Elijah talks to himself. A direct result of Damien Rice's beautiful beautiful song "Cannonball," lots of Elijah movie nights since I moved back home, and the worst birthday ever (my 21st, no doubt), so don't expect any happy from me for a little while.
Warning: Very angsty, which is odd because angsting Elijah is quite hard for me. Also, I'm sure there are lots of run-on sentences and lot's of "maybe"s and "or"s but I like it that way. I was going for the unedited approach - I only read over once before posting, so please point out any mistakes. Oh, and I know some of the facts don't add up, but it all went so well!
Disclaimer: Don't know them *sob*OHGOD!*sob* Don't own them *sob*OHGODITHURTSSOBAD!*sob* (Sorry, I've lost my mind a bit working on this fic.)
Feedback: I'd actually be very interested to hear the opinions of the fic, since I'm crossing my fingers that it makes sense or is understood at all, muchless correctly, so please please share your thoughts.
Side Notes: In case anyone needs a reference to Salvador Dali. And also a link to "Cannonball" lyrics for those of you who might not be familiar with the song.
Read here.
X-posted to domlijah, elijahslashdom, and fellow_shippers.
Author: trophybruises (trophybruises@yahoo.com)
Pairing: DM/EW
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Elijah talks to himself. A direct result of Damien Rice's beautiful beautiful song "Cannonball," lots of Elijah movie nights since I moved back home, and the worst birthday ever (my 21st, no doubt), so don't expect any happy from me for a little while.
Warning: Very angsty, which is odd because angsting Elijah is quite hard for me. Also, I'm sure there are lots of run-on sentences and lot's of "maybe"s and "or"s but I like it that way. I was going for the unedited approach - I only read over once before posting, so please point out any mistakes. Oh, and I know some of the facts don't add up, but it all went so well!
Disclaimer: Don't know them *sob*OHGOD!*sob* Don't own them *sob*OHGODITHURTSSOBAD!*sob* (Sorry, I've lost my mind a bit working on this fic.)
Feedback: I'd actually be very interested to hear the opinions of the fic, since I'm crossing my fingers that it makes sense or is understood at all, muchless correctly, so please please share your thoughts.
Side Notes: In case anyone needs a reference to Salvador Dali. And also a link to "Cannonball" lyrics for those of you who might not be familiar with the song.
Read here.
X-posted to domlijah, elijahslashdom, and fellow_shippers.