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Title: The Epitaph
Author: Otrame (otrame)
Genre: Angst
Rating: G
Summary: Many years in the future, Jack visits Ianto's grave.
Status: Complete
Length: 894 words
Warnings: Character Death (very past tense)
Comment: You've all heard "the end is where we start from". What you may not have heard is another line from Little Gidding T.S. Eliot penned: "Every poem an epitaph". That is the line that came to me while reading this fic. For something so short, it packs a lot of punch. There's an awful lot of sorrow and grief; there's also acceptance, and grace. There's beauty. I could go on and on about how powerfully touching this fic is until my commentary was longer than it was, but essentially, the reason I found this so memorable is because it's a memorial. Not only to Ianto, but to everything we saw between him and Jack.

Comments

[jo02]

Thank you for reccing this - for something so short it packed an incredible punch of awe and grief.