Into The Fire by Deirdre (R)
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: implied Chris/JC and Lance/Chris, Kevin/Justin in the past
Author on LJ:
pierson
Author Website: Infinite Passions
Why this must be read: I love this story. It's one of the best urban fantasy AUs I've ever read, fascinating, intense and poetical, and it has Kevin as the main protagonist! The world it takes place in is fantastically rich and detailed with a great sense of depth and history. The characters are at once their wellknown selves and strange and unfathomable members of their different species and cultures, the Fey, the Ravens, and the Changers, and the interaction between them intricate and multilayered. This is a story that rewards re-reading.
Excerpt: This is one of the few pockets of normalcy left within the city, where the wild magic hasn't touched. If he reaches out with his mind, he can feel the magic trying to hook claws into the skin of energy that surrounds this place, trying to rip it away, trying to get in. It's like having something big and toothy prowling hungrily in the shadowy trees at the edges of a forest clearing, knowing that it will pounce, but not when. He wonders if these others, these Men, can sense it, like something glimpsed at the corner of an eye.
The wall between the world of Man and the True World has thinned, and in some places has broken, allowing passage through to this shadowy version of the True World Kevin knows. Creatures and beings from his world have slipped into this one, blending in, hiding sometimes in plain sight. Emboldened by those passing through the wall, the preternatural creatures of this world have come forward, and the result is an uneasy peace between Man and not-Man, a fragile peace, one that threatens to break at any time.
A flutter of black catches Kevin's eye, and after banking around a streetlight, feathers gleaming blue-black, a big raven lands on the sidewalk beside him. It cocks its head at him, one black eye glittering in the red light washing from the theatre marquee, and then croaks at him. A ripple of writhing flesh and feathers, a metamorphosis that happens almost too quickly for the eye to follow, and a pale young man dressed entirely in black stands before him, grinning.
"JC," Kevin says in greeting, with a polite nod of his head.
Into The Fire or here
Pairing: implied Chris/JC and Lance/Chris, Kevin/Justin in the past
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Infinite Passions
Why this must be read: I love this story. It's one of the best urban fantasy AUs I've ever read, fascinating, intense and poetical, and it has Kevin as the main protagonist! The world it takes place in is fantastically rich and detailed with a great sense of depth and history. The characters are at once their wellknown selves and strange and unfathomable members of their different species and cultures, the Fey, the Ravens, and the Changers, and the interaction between them intricate and multilayered. This is a story that rewards re-reading.
Excerpt: This is one of the few pockets of normalcy left within the city, where the wild magic hasn't touched. If he reaches out with his mind, he can feel the magic trying to hook claws into the skin of energy that surrounds this place, trying to rip it away, trying to get in. It's like having something big and toothy prowling hungrily in the shadowy trees at the edges of a forest clearing, knowing that it will pounce, but not when. He wonders if these others, these Men, can sense it, like something glimpsed at the corner of an eye.
The wall between the world of Man and the True World has thinned, and in some places has broken, allowing passage through to this shadowy version of the True World Kevin knows. Creatures and beings from his world have slipped into this one, blending in, hiding sometimes in plain sight. Emboldened by those passing through the wall, the preternatural creatures of this world have come forward, and the result is an uneasy peace between Man and not-Man, a fragile peace, one that threatens to break at any time.
A flutter of black catches Kevin's eye, and after banking around a streetlight, feathers gleaming blue-black, a big raven lands on the sidewalk beside him. It cocks its head at him, one black eye glittering in the red light washing from the theatre marquee, and then croaks at him. A ripple of writhing flesh and feathers, a metamorphosis that happens almost too quickly for the eye to follow, and a pale young man dressed entirely in black stands before him, grinning.
"JC," Kevin says in greeting, with a polite nod of his head.
Into The Fire or here
