'They began to acknowledge one another in the halls, not in a way that anybody else took any degree of notice to, but as their silence slowly became louder to one another they spoke in hushed whispers in empty corridors and alcoves and in the back of the library.'
I don't know why I like this week's fic.
There's just... something about this fic. I don't know why.
There's not much of a plot. The prose is over-dramatic and over-flowery in places. And I have no idea what's going on with the characterisation.
Sorry, that's not much of a ringing endorsement is it?
Maybe I'm not explaining it right. Cos this fic totally rocks.
Why? Well, because... because... I have no f**king clue. It's somehow amazing though.