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Through the Door by C. Midori (M)
Fandom: ER
Pairing: Abby/Carter
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cmidori
Author Website: ff.net profile
Why this must be read:
Hi, I'mthelast_spagirl, and I'll be reccing for ER this month.
For years the AbLuCar love triangle swallowed up the ER fandom, and this is not only a piece of gorgeous writing but one of the most clear-headed and insightful explorations of these three characters that I've ever seen, with Susan rounding out a quadrangle of sorts.
This story will change your conceptions of the terms "Carby" and "Luby." (It's also followed by an equally, perhaps more, fantastic sequel called Things Behind the Sun.
SHE STUMBLED BACKWARDS when his anger struck her. Like a pane violently ripped out of the blackest midnight, the door slammed up against her face, and she felt herself cry out at the impact. The faint palpitation behind her eyes began to wail with increasing intensity—louder, and louder, and louder yet again—then with one violent rush her vision fractured, and she felt a small explosion of light, white and hot and burning—
And then there was darkness, nothing but darkness. A thousand nights congealed in a pool of black in which she drowned.
A few minutes, a few hours—how much time had passed, she couldn’t tell. The kettle was ready. Its high-pitched scream lanced through the murky depths of her mind, catching on a thin thread of consciousness that ran like a wire of pain through an unknown land. Then something hit her nostrils with a dizzying force—metallic, pungent, like the salt sea on a cloud-heavy day.
Blood. Of course, her blood.
She blinked, awareness returning to her in a dizzying rush, and stumbled to her feet.
Through the Door
Pairing: Abby/Carter
Author on LJ:
cmidoriAuthor Website: ff.net profile
Why this must be read:
Hi, I'm
thelast_spagirl, and I'll be reccing for ER this month.For years the AbLuCar love triangle swallowed up the ER fandom, and this is not only a piece of gorgeous writing but one of the most clear-headed and insightful explorations of these three characters that I've ever seen, with Susan rounding out a quadrangle of sorts.
This story will change your conceptions of the terms "Carby" and "Luby." (It's also followed by an equally, perhaps more, fantastic sequel called Things Behind the Sun.
SHE STUMBLED BACKWARDS when his anger struck her. Like a pane violently ripped out of the blackest midnight, the door slammed up against her face, and she felt herself cry out at the impact. The faint palpitation behind her eyes began to wail with increasing intensity—louder, and louder, and louder yet again—then with one violent rush her vision fractured, and she felt a small explosion of light, white and hot and burning—
And then there was darkness, nothing but darkness. A thousand nights congealed in a pool of black in which she drowned.
A few minutes, a few hours—how much time had passed, she couldn’t tell. The kettle was ready. Its high-pitched scream lanced through the murky depths of her mind, catching on a thin thread of consciousness that ran like a wire of pain through an unknown land. Then something hit her nostrils with a dizzying force—metallic, pungent, like the salt sea on a cloud-heavy day.
Blood. Of course, her blood.
She blinked, awareness returning to her in a dizzying rush, and stumbled to her feet.
Through the Door
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CMidori's Through The Door /Things behind The Sun is easily one of my fave stories in this fandom. Great choice!