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*sighs*
Date: 2007-12-30 08:24 pm (UTC)And after the previous chapter, when I read this one, I felt like someone slammed a dam on me. It was not what I expected or wanted, and that is its only, if you want to look at it that way, flaw.
My favourite line(s): "He might not have known it, but he had given her the greatest gift imaginable. He'd held proof in his hands that Rory hadn't lost her mind, had let her take the numbers, let her find the truths therein, and held out the promise of more."
That was lovely.
One thing I also got from this chapter is an amusing past-time of trying to imagine a reaction of Rory's family and friends during a declassification (that's a favourite plot bunny of mine *shrugs*).
A question. You mentioned in one of the comments that there are sections of the fic you wrote and discarded. Nothing strange about that.
But I was wondering, do you think that you could post this cast offs? Not just for this series, but also for others? I think it would be an interesting read.