Author's Notes:A collection of drabbles/ficlets exploring Alice's history, her relationship with Alan and the darkness that threatens to destroy all she loves.
I'm neither a professional writer, nor an English literature professor, so go easy on me. I assure you any and all mistakes be it grammar/spelling or otherwise are not intentional.
As always this fandom does not belong to me.
When Alan Wake entered Alice's life, her career had only begun. The infamous writer was not only late for his photo shoot, he was hung over, and clearly on some sort of (illegal) drugs. She had little tolerance for temperamental writers, and even less for their obnoxious agents.
Alice accepted the job because it was the first offer she had received since graduating from university.
Photography was a popular career she promptly discovered, one that made short work of the weak-willed. For Alice there was no other option available. The photos she took, the moments captured, was the only way she knew how to communicate with the world. Without it her voice would fall silent, leaving her easy prey for the darkness she so desperately feared.
Alan walked through her doors of her small studio and immediately Alice knew that her world was about to be changed.
There can be no light without the dark. Without the dark, the light grows stagnant. We all need a little darkness in our lives, or perhaps it is the darkness that needs us.'
The memory of her late professor's words replayed in her thoughts filling the photographer with a sense of clarity, and revelation. Their eyes met and in the writer's stormy gaze, Alice saw answers to questions that had never existed in her conscious mind before.
With a small smile, Alice greeted Alan with an extended hand, so began their journey.