Dankzij Nanowrimo en de fantastische support in het Nano-topic, is het me gelukt om mijn fic af te ronden. Dus waar hoort hij beter dan hier op Q?
Disclaimer: ondanks dat het officieel een fanfic is, denk ik dat je niet perse met het fandom bekend hoeft te zijn om hem te kunnen lezen. Ik heb me voldoende artistieke vrijheid veroorloofd haha.
Affijn, bij deze:
When Grantaire’s ship is hijacked, everything seems to change in his life. He’s taken by those filthy pirates, chained down like a fucking animal. He hates them, should hate them, but that damned smile and those stupid golden curls of the captain make it very easy to forget that fact… He ends up in a life full of danger, of lies, of politics. A life he doesn’t want, and yet he seems to get deeper into it every step he takes. No matter what he does, always is there his Apollo, luring him back one goddamn smile after the other. He won’t dedicate his life to the man, he won’t. He won’t become his Icarus, falling down while reaching for something he can never have. And yet there’s a bitter triumph in crashing, when you should be soaring. |
The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself.