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This is how it begins: A letter, in a neat, looping hand, addressed to “Master Cormac”, waiting for him with the harbour master upon The Morrigan’s arrival. He runs a finger over the familiar impression of the waxy seal, embossed on the back, and smiles.
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Repatriation is slow, and a year after he’d finally read those words, those wonderful, terrifying words (War over stop. Nazi forces surrendered stop. Await further instructions stop.) he’s still in Paris, watching the remains of the French nation attempt to rebuild their once great city. When he can’t stand it any longer, he flees into the countryside.
He runs into them quite by chance, something stirring in his memory, round sunglasses perched at the tip of a nose, green bowler hats. The marketplace continues to bustle around him as he stops dead in his tracks, something familiar from a lifetime ago settling in the back of his mind, and there's a vague recognition in his eyes from that time on the air ship. The music playing loud, weaving through dim lights and silhouettes and champagne glasses. He'd slipped away, only to find a friend of Nina's outside. Miles. But you can call me sweetheart, if you’re good, he'd said, eyes shining. They'd stood outside and smoked, talked, kisses pressed to his cheeks and the occasional outrageous comment made until his- his friend had carried him away. It had been simply magical.
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- Part 2 of Turn the Page
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They are not two sides of the same coin, not a mirror reflection of each other, not yin and yang. They are not brothers.
They were once.
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- Part 3 of cold heart of a conqueror
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(reach out and) touch faith by cartouche
Fandoms: Vile Bodies - Evelyn Waugh, Bright Young Things
24 Aug 2019
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He can't exactly turn up at the nearest police station. Nina? She'd be utterly useless, a squawking mess, without the first idea of how to find her way through a first aid kit. It'd be even worse if Adam was with her, as he probably was. Hertford Street would mean drawing attention to himself, Tiger wasn't talking to him anymore, and Aggie was quite out of the question - she likely wasn’t home, even at this hour, and if she was it would take a marching band to raise her. It needs to be somewhere close, somewhere inconspicuous, somewhere with rubbing alcohol and bandages. The name comes to him too easily. It’s a terrible idea, but he has to go somewhere, for God's sake, and it’s the best his battered brain can come up with on short notice.
He misses the turning at least twice before he finally collapses on the right doorstep, trembling fingers jamming at the doorbell. Eventually the door opens a crack, a familiar face appearing around the frame.
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Try Another Flavor by cartouche
Fandoms: Bright Young Things, Vile Bodies - Evelyn Waugh
13 Aug 2019
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He’s not an expert on parties, certainly not the London sort, having not been invited to many, and having attended even less, but Ginger really doesn’t think it’s that bad. By his standards, a party on an airship constitutes quite the shindig, although he has a sneaking suspicion that everyone tells everyone just how ghastly and dull everything is at these things, just so that the next soirée has to be even more outrageous.
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A exploration of Miles and Ginger's mentioned meeting in Chapter 8. A prequel for a work in progress.
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why the caged bird sings by cartouche, quingigillion (cartouche)
Fandom Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency (TV 2016)
19 Feb 2017
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'윌?' 그의 말은 이번에는 다르면서 같다. 닫혀있고 조심스럽고 고통의 흔적이 보이지만 여전히 감정으로 넘쳐흘러서, 금욕적인 한니발, 프로답게 무관심한 한니발, 완전히 무표정한 한니발과는 너무도 다르다. 그는 입술을 끌어올려 미소를 건네고 떠돌이 개를 얼러서 차에 태울 때처럼 신중하게 몸짓을 절제한다. 답례의 미소가 돌아온다.
'안녕하세요.' 그는 고개를 살짝 기울여 인사하고 그에 뒤따르는 좋은 저녁입니다를 듣는 건 거의 고통스럽기까지 하다. '더 좋아 보이네요.' 그러자 그 얼굴에, 산으로 깎은 듯한 뼈와 석호같은 눈과 폭풍우치는 바다에 던져진 빙산같은 입술을 가진 그의 얼굴에 어울리지 않는 찡그린 표정이 떠오르고 윌을 당황시킨다 (윌은 미세한 표정을 읽어내는 것에 아주 능숙해져서 그의 얼굴에 일어나는 움직임 하나하나가 자신을 휩쓰는 산사태처럼 느껴진다).
'더 좋다, 라.' 그가 따라 말하고 그의 이마를 감싼 붕대에 잔물결이 인다. '육체적으론 그렇습니다. 하지만 정신적으론 내가 내가 아니라고 하더군요. 크로포드 요원은 내가 답할 수 없는 질문들로 날 몰아붙이고 세상은 내가 기억하지 못하는 죄들로 날 벌합니다. 더 좋다라.'
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한니발이 기억 상실을 앓고 그의 살인과 식인 사실을 모두 잊는다
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29 Mar 2017