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crack_van2008-03-19 12:52 pm
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Strata by Kat Allison (NC-17)
Fandom: HIGHLANDER
Pairing: Duncan/Methos
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katallison
Author Website: Kat Allison's Fiction
Why this must be read: Because it's a lovely exploration of characters. Methos has taken off again, as he is wont to do. But this time, Duncan tracks him down at the Grand Canyon, of all places. An established relationship fic, this one is much more than smut. It really gets into who these men are, the relationship dynamics, the struggle between these two, and what it means to be Immortal. Absolutely beautiful.
Excerpt: "The people who come here, the tourists ... " Methos reached down and rubbed the pad of one finger over the rough rock. When he lifted it, it was lightly dusted with sand. "This is what they are." He lifted the finger to his mouth, blew, and a few silicate particles glittered off into emptiness and disappeared. "And me?" He reached down again, this time scraping hard over the rock with a fingernail. It left a faint mark on the surface, the skin of the rock scraped away, and when Methos again lifted his finger, there was a pinch of grit under the nail. He flicked it out with his thumbnail and watched it scatter into space. "That's all."
Strata
Pairing: Duncan/Methos
Author on LJ:
katallisonAuthor Website: Kat Allison's Fiction
Why this must be read: Because it's a lovely exploration of characters. Methos has taken off again, as he is wont to do. But this time, Duncan tracks him down at the Grand Canyon, of all places. An established relationship fic, this one is much more than smut. It really gets into who these men are, the relationship dynamics, the struggle between these two, and what it means to be Immortal. Absolutely beautiful.
Excerpt: "The people who come here, the tourists ... " Methos reached down and rubbed the pad of one finger over the rough rock. When he lifted it, it was lightly dusted with sand. "This is what they are." He lifted the finger to his mouth, blew, and a few silicate particles glittered off into emptiness and disappeared. "And me?" He reached down again, this time scraping hard over the rock with a fingernail. It left a faint mark on the surface, the skin of the rock scraped away, and when Methos again lifted his finger, there was a pinch of grit under the nail. He flicked it out with his thumbnail and watched it scatter into space. "That's all."
Strata