disclaimer: Not mine.
Notes: The epilogue. This has been bugging me since the first chapter, so I decided to write it down because I kind of liked it. This is from a third person POV and not in letter format like previous chapter, but I never could write first person POV's decently.
Huge thanks again to J. Marguerite for beta-ing!
I have nothing else to say, so now for review replies! I love you all.
wandering shadow: I'm overly critical when it comes to my writings. I think I wouldn't have posted the second chapter if I hadn't promised I would. But I kind of liked chapter one.
Remus-angst is nice. I have a tendency to torture characters I love, in my original work-in-process I constantly have to check I didn't kill off the main character's lover or something. x)
Thanks, I think my self confidence is getting better because of reviews like that.
AdriellaPiranhabite: Thank you.
I wouldn't call it detailed, but I tend to use adjectives a lot.
OwlRi aka Geladwyn: Yes, epilogue. Darn, I love that word.
Yes, that they are. And I can't even get decent flames, or the ones that are so absurd they are funny. That was so pathetic it wasn't even funny.
Thank you!
Letters to a loved one, epilogue
June the 14th, 1996
Remus J. Lupin looked exceptionally worn out and tired. He hadn't had a decent night's sleep for a week, but that wasn't exactly the cause of his current condition. It had something to do with the fact only person he had left from all the people who he had ever loved was gone and dead. Now he had decided it was finally time to send him the letters he had had in a drawer in his desk for a bit less than fifteen years now.
That was why Remus was standing on a cliff at the ocean, staring down at the waves. Slowly, he took a few steps back and dug something from his pocket. The something turned out to be three yellowed titled 'To Sirius' written on them in small, neat handwriting.
Remus put the letters down on the smooth, rocky surface and pulled out his wand. He pointed it at them and whispered a spell. A burst of bluebell flames caught the dry parchment quickly. The lonely werewolf stood with his arms around himself, the a slight breeze ruffling his hair and robes and watched as his past life burned to ashes.
Maybe now he could be at peace.
AN: There, that was it. It was short. Very short.
I can't believe I called Remus 'the lonely werewolf'. I've seen that one too many times to be able to take it seriously. XD
Now, in case anyone is confused, I thought burning the letters would kind of kill them, thus sending them to where Sirius is. ;
Review, please! puppy eyes
Stupid Word, it thinks Remus is a typo. glare
Notes: The epilogue. This has been bugging me since the first chapter, so I decided to write it down because I kind of liked it. This is from a third person POV and not in letter format like previous chapter, but I never could write first person POV's decently.
Huge thanks again to J. Marguerite for beta-ing!
I have nothing else to say, so now for review replies! I love you all.
wandering shadow: I'm overly critical when it comes to my writings. I think I wouldn't have posted the second chapter if I hadn't promised I would. But I kind of liked chapter one.
Remus-angst is nice. I have a tendency to torture characters I love, in my original work-in-process I constantly have to check I didn't kill off the main character's lover or something. x)
Thanks, I think my self confidence is getting better because of reviews like that.
AdriellaPiranhabite: Thank you.
I wouldn't call it detailed, but I tend to use adjectives a lot.
OwlRi aka Geladwyn: Yes, epilogue. Darn, I love that word.
Yes, that they are. And I can't even get decent flames, or the ones that are so absurd they are funny. That was so pathetic it wasn't even funny.
Thank you!
Letters to a loved one, epilogue
June the 14th, 1996
Remus J. Lupin looked exceptionally worn out and tired. He hadn't had a decent night's sleep for a week, but that wasn't exactly the cause of his current condition. It had something to do with the fact only person he had left from all the people who he had ever loved was gone and dead. Now he had decided it was finally time to send him the letters he had had in a drawer in his desk for a bit less than fifteen years now.
That was why Remus was standing on a cliff at the ocean, staring down at the waves. Slowly, he took a few steps back and dug something from his pocket. The something turned out to be three yellowed titled 'To Sirius' written on them in small, neat handwriting.
Remus put the letters down on the smooth, rocky surface and pulled out his wand. He pointed it at them and whispered a spell. A burst of bluebell flames caught the dry parchment quickly. The lonely werewolf stood with his arms around himself, the a slight breeze ruffling his hair and robes and watched as his past life burned to ashes.
Maybe now he could be at peace.
AN: There, that was it. It was short. Very short.
I can't believe I called Remus 'the lonely werewolf'. I've seen that one too many times to be able to take it seriously. XD
Now, in case anyone is confused, I thought burning the letters would kind of kill them, thus sending them to where Sirius is. ;
Review, please! puppy eyes
Stupid Word, it thinks Remus is a typo. glare