They can talk to each other (and argue) on that level. Both of them need purpose.
I've never thought of that, but yes. It's a motivating factor for both of them.
Some are called, others manage as well as they can./ I accept it, what has befallen me is just. Finally, I think, this pairing gives me characters who together try, fail, and try again. They accept where they are. They manage as well as they can.
*sniff*
Yes.
It’s how she brushes her hand against his when she walks by him buried in research, how he catches her without looking, and how their fingers link, anchoring him in the now while he reads about the past. It’s a hot, awkward shag in the midst of herbs and magic. It’s the glass that shatters when she throws it at him in the heat of a fight, the second glass he sends after the first when his temper breaks, and the way they silently sweep up the wreckage together afterward, sharing the broom.
This is absolutely beautiful, honey. Really, your love and understanding of the characters, their interactions, flaws, and the nuances of the relationship they could have had just floors me.
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Date: 2004-08-29 08:41 am (UTC)I've never thought of that, but yes. It's a motivating factor for both of them.
Some are called, others manage as well as they can./ I accept it, what has befallen me is just. Finally, I think, this pairing gives me characters who together try, fail, and try again. They accept where they are. They manage as well as they can.
*sniff*
Yes.
It’s how she brushes her hand against his when she walks by him buried in research, how he catches her without looking, and how their fingers link, anchoring him in the now while he reads about the past. It’s a hot, awkward shag in the midst of herbs and magic. It’s the glass that shatters when she throws it at him in the heat of a fight, the second glass he sends after the first when his temper breaks, and the way they silently sweep up the wreckage together afterward, sharing the broom.
This is absolutely beautiful, honey. Really, your love and understanding of the characters, their interactions, flaws, and the nuances of the relationship they could have had just floors me.