Reading my old Fanfic
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alessnoxIt takes a bit of time to forget, but I do forget my old writing. And I am a different person now. I haven't written a fanfic in years. Now my fanworks consist of tumblr gifs and fan videos, but I do like to go back and check my old AO3 stats, and occasionally I will look at my old writings and see both my typos and failures along side some pretty good bits of writing that I forgot existed. So today I was reading Devil John, a story i wrote on commission back in 2015, and I found this nice piece of writing.
"John breathes out and the world materializes around him painting itself in, shadow by shadow, until the room is revealed in shimmering shades of darkness. He is at 221B Baker Street. Home.
Breathing in he smells familiar scents: The elegant dust which settles on the bookshelves and drapes. The odd chemical tang of one of Sherlock's forgotten experiments. The chalky taste of bone. The traitorous smell of cigarette smoke.
He catches his image in the mirror. His face is dark, shadowed, threatening. His black eyes shine like moonlight on an obsidian knife. He doesn't look human.
Black Dragon Blood burns when it goes down, but it settles inside John's bones as a warm heat that glows like anger. He feels dangerous."
Love it!
Show me a post of your writing. Do you forget your old works too?
"John breathes out and the world materializes around him painting itself in, shadow by shadow, until the room is revealed in shimmering shades of darkness. He is at 221B Baker Street. Home.
Breathing in he smells familiar scents: The elegant dust which settles on the bookshelves and drapes. The odd chemical tang of one of Sherlock's forgotten experiments. The chalky taste of bone. The traitorous smell of cigarette smoke.
He catches his image in the mirror. His face is dark, shadowed, threatening. His black eyes shine like moonlight on an obsidian knife. He doesn't look human.
Black Dragon Blood burns when it goes down, but it settles inside John's bones as a warm heat that glows like anger. He feels dangerous."
Love it!
Show me a post of your writing. Do you forget your old works too?
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