This was such a great fic for the two of them. Your writing is so still and calm, telling so much without hyperbole.
Also this There’s something almost reassuring about that—the idea of being so insignificant, of all the apocalyptic screw-ups he’s ever made receding into the distance until they look like grains of sand. was a genuine ouch moment, in the best possible way. I love the complexity of Sam, and the contrast Jody presents - the little bit of hope that she gives. It's such a lovely combo.
Like a candle flame, bright and warm against the darkness, even though a breath of wind could snuff it out, leaving no room for the shadows to creep in. Wonderful ending as well, captured exactly that note of melancholic hope and strength that both of them have separately and with each other. Beautiful.
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Also this There’s something almost reassuring about that—the idea of being so insignificant, of all the apocalyptic screw-ups he’s ever made receding into the distance until they look like grains of sand. was a genuine ouch moment, in the best possible way. I love the complexity of Sam, and the contrast Jody presents - the little bit of hope that she gives. It's such a lovely combo.
Like a candle flame, bright and warm against the darkness, even though a breath of wind could snuff it out, leaving no room for the shadows to creep in. Wonderful ending as well, captured exactly that note of melancholic hope and strength that both of them have separately and with each other. Beautiful.