This was a powerful piece, arrow00. THe picture you drew of Fraser, grieving, resentful, angry, half wishing he were mad, and pushing Ray awy all the while, was painfully believable.
Sleep was difficult for Fraser. There was no easy slide between waking and dreaming; instead, he was caught in the unforgiving borderland between, where all of his deep-seated fears were granted hard-edged reality. That slammed into me. I KNOW that feeling, and I actually had to takea bit of break when I read it, let the feelign wash over and through me.
I particularly liked Ray's comment about Fraser building a house to keep the wood cozy, Dief rolling over onto his back near ghost-Ray, and and the idea of Ray teaching bitter child ghosts to swing dance.
The ending, with the POV pulling back to a remote with Jaime reading the journals, was surprising. I was wondering why you chose to end it that way, if you don't mind? (I did something a bit similar in 'Death-Defying', and I'm trying to figure out why it seemed a good idea.)
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Sleep was difficult for Fraser. There was no easy slide between waking and dreaming; instead, he was caught in the unforgiving borderland between, where all of his deep-seated fears were granted hard-edged reality.
That slammed into me. I KNOW that feeling, and I actually had to takea bit of break when I read it, let the feelign wash over and through me.
I particularly liked Ray's comment about Fraser building a house to keep the wood cozy, Dief rolling over onto his back near ghost-Ray, and and the idea of Ray teaching bitter child ghosts to swing dance.
The ending, with the POV pulling back to a remote with Jaime reading the journals, was surprising. I was wondering why you chose to end it that way, if you don't mind? (I did something a bit similar in 'Death-Defying', and I'm trying to figure out why it seemed a good idea.)