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Entry tags:
LotRiPS/Sandman (R)
Title: The First Visit by untitled06
Pairing: Dom/Morpheus
Author on LJ: Used to be![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
untitled06, is now unknown.
Author Website: bluegreengray is the author's fandom archive. Sigil is a small archive for LotRiPS/Sandman fic.
Why this must be read:
Man. I love Neil Gaiman, I love LotRiPS. I therefore really, *really* love this fic. I don't have words for how layered and deep it is, despite its short length. The author uses Morpheus' first visit to a 16-year-old Dom to show the reader something about Dom and, in so doing, ends up telling us a lot about Morpheus himself.
"But understand, I will not be denied this." There was another pause and fingertips brushed lightly against the ridge of Dominic's brow. When Marlene spoke again, it was not even a ghost of her voice that passed from her lips, but that of a man: deep and ageless and endless in its sadness. "You have haunted me for too long already."
The First Visit
Pairing: Dom/Morpheus
Author on LJ: Used to be
untitled06, is now unknown.Author Website: bluegreengray is the author's fandom archive. Sigil is a small archive for LotRiPS/Sandman fic.
Why this must be read:
Man. I love Neil Gaiman, I love LotRiPS. I therefore really, *really* love this fic. I don't have words for how layered and deep it is, despite its short length. The author uses Morpheus' first visit to a 16-year-old Dom to show the reader something about Dom and, in so doing, ends up telling us a lot about Morpheus himself.
"But understand, I will not be denied this." There was another pause and fingertips brushed lightly against the ridge of Dominic's brow. When Marlene spoke again, it was not even a ghost of her voice that passed from her lips, but that of a man: deep and ageless and endless in its sadness. "You have haunted me for too long already."
The First Visit