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crack_van2007-12-11 08:31 pm
nineveh-uk.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2007-12-11 08:31 pm
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Tell Beauty How She Blasteth, by tree_and_leaf (PG-13)
Fandom: Lord Peter Wimsey
Pairing: Peter/Harriet
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tree_and_leaf
Author Website:
Rating: I've rated this fic at PG-13, because it really is not lighthearted.
Why this must be read: Fic just doesn’t come better than this, an AU ending to Strong Poison, in which Peter does not save the day. It’s absolutely gut-wrenching, but beautifully characterised, horribly plausible and a must-read for any Sayers fan.
“Harriet Deborah Vane, the sentence of the Court upon you is that you be taken hence to the place whence you came, and thence to a place of execution, and that you be there hanged by the neck until you are dead. And that your body be buried within the precincts of the prison in which you shall have been confined. May the Lord have mercy on your soul." The Judge spoke regretfully; he was a kindly man and disliked sending anyone, not least a woman, to the gallows. The prisoner bowed her head, but gave no other sign of feeling. A few moments earlier she had said, almost numbly, “I didn’t kill him. I can see the strength of the case against me. But I didn’t.” No contrition, and no plea for mercy. Now she made no sound, and allowed herself to be led away. She still did not look at the Public Gallery.
Tell Beauty How She Blasteth
Pairing: Peter/Harriet
Author on LJ:
tree_and_leafAuthor Website:
Rating: I've rated this fic at PG-13, because it really is not lighthearted.
Why this must be read: Fic just doesn’t come better than this, an AU ending to Strong Poison, in which Peter does not save the day. It’s absolutely gut-wrenching, but beautifully characterised, horribly plausible and a must-read for any Sayers fan.
“Harriet Deborah Vane, the sentence of the Court upon you is that you be taken hence to the place whence you came, and thence to a place of execution, and that you be there hanged by the neck until you are dead. And that your body be buried within the precincts of the prison in which you shall have been confined. May the Lord have mercy on your soul." The Judge spoke regretfully; he was a kindly man and disliked sending anyone, not least a woman, to the gallows. The prisoner bowed her head, but gave no other sign of feeling. A few moments earlier she had said, almost numbly, “I didn’t kill him. I can see the strength of the case against me. But I didn’t.” No contrition, and no plea for mercy. Now she made no sound, and allowed herself to be led away. She still did not look at the Public Gallery.
Tell Beauty How She Blasteth