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crack_van2006-01-29 12:14 am
franciskerst.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2006-01-29 12:14 am
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Vigils by Natalya (PG-.13)
Fandom: MAN FROM U.N.C.L.E.
Pairing: Napoleon/Illya
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cousinnat
Author Website: Unknown
Why this mustbe read:
This is a short...a short what? Not a story or a ficlet (there is a topic but no unity of action); it's too long for a drabble, the writing is too dense and concise for prose, the style (quite deliberately) too plain and casual for poetry; let's say it is a text in prose with the emotional charge and expressive power of poetry, and from my point of view (maybe not the author's), it's a poem in prose.
Actually, this remarkable little piece presents a succession of scenes, essentially the same ones (Illya, wounded, in hospital and Napoleon at his side), more or less regularly repeated during a long period, from the very beginning of the partnership to its full development. The confuse impressions and disconnected reflexions conceived by Illya through the haze of pain and drugs mark the stages of their relationship, from wariness and withdrawal, to closeness, to mutual affection, to the eventual perfect communion.
The touch is light but cut deep at the core of the matter: more is said in a hundred lines than in some lengthy works and the discreet hint may be more convincing than the most eloquent speech.
I'd like to give a quotation, to show the strength of the style, but a single paragraph would make no sense. You have to see by yourself.
Vigils
Pairing: Napoleon/Illya
Author on LJ:
cousinnatAuthor Website: Unknown
Why this mustbe read:
This is a short...a short what? Not a story or a ficlet (there is a topic but no unity of action); it's too long for a drabble, the writing is too dense and concise for prose, the style (quite deliberately) too plain and casual for poetry; let's say it is a text in prose with the emotional charge and expressive power of poetry, and from my point of view (maybe not the author's), it's a poem in prose.
Actually, this remarkable little piece presents a succession of scenes, essentially the same ones (Illya, wounded, in hospital and Napoleon at his side), more or less regularly repeated during a long period, from the very beginning of the partnership to its full development. The confuse impressions and disconnected reflexions conceived by Illya through the haze of pain and drugs mark the stages of their relationship, from wariness and withdrawal, to closeness, to mutual affection, to the eventual perfect communion.
The touch is light but cut deep at the core of the matter: more is said in a hundred lines than in some lengthy works and the discreet hint may be more convincing than the most eloquent speech.
I'd like to give a quotation, to show the strength of the style, but a single paragraph would make no sense. You have to see by yourself.
Vigils
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Very nice!
(Anonymous) 2006-01-29 07:32 am (UTC)(link)~emmastark
Re: Very nice!
Re: Very nice!
uncle rec
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