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Title: Under the Dark Sky Moons
Author:
ice_feather
Genre: AU, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Angst
Rating: R
Other/Implied Pairings: Jack/OFC
Summary: At fifty, Ianto Jones is aging like fine wine. Often, Jack likes Ianto better this way. A pretty young thing will never fail to turn his head, but there is nothing like a gentleman, with experience and wisdom and a refreshing sense of refinement.
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-Shot
Word Count: 1,815
Warnings: Het.
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Oh this is one of THE most heartbreaking fics I've ever read! It's written in a totally different element, very fantasy-like and very different from any other fantasy~esque Torchwood fics I've ever read. Because of the topic, I was expecting the story to take place in dreamscape because of the fantasy feel, but I was proven wrong... by more than a mile and my heart just broke even more. Very heartwrenching piece where Jack and Ianto are forced apart by out-worldly circumstances.
... I probably just confused everyone with that comment, but... *sniffles**keeps a box of tissue on hand*
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EXCERPT:
It’s a lonely planet. It’s five times the size of Earth, but there’s just one kingdom. The rest is landscapes... lush and beautiful... but it goes on forever, and lacks any true sense of life.
... Thunder rumbles... as Jack makes the journey... the storm showing signs of arriving earlier than predicted. Jack doesn’t care. It can rain a monsoon and he’ll stay out here, because he’s never been able to resist heartbreak.
The Garden is beyond the castle walls, a short walk... Jack uses it often, a place to think, surrounded by flowers and babbling brooks and the song of the bird. It’s a small slice of perfect paradise in an otherwise vastly desolate planet and it’s the Garden that makes Jack return to this dull little world every thousand years, because he’s weak and needy and still misses sections of his past when he wasn’t so alone... It’s all he can do, until the right hour when the universes connect for a brief moment in time.
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Author:
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Genre: AU, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Angst
Rating: R
Other/Implied Pairings: Jack/OFC
Summary: At fifty, Ianto Jones is aging like fine wine. Often, Jack likes Ianto better this way. A pretty young thing will never fail to turn his head, but there is nothing like a gentleman, with experience and wisdom and a refreshing sense of refinement.
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-Shot
Word Count: 1,815
Warnings: Het.
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Oh this is one of THE most heartbreaking fics I've ever read! It's written in a totally different element, very fantasy-like and very different from any other fantasy~esque Torchwood fics I've ever read. Because of the topic, I was expecting the story to take place in dreamscape because of the fantasy feel, but I was proven wrong... by more than a mile and my heart just broke even more. Very heartwrenching piece where Jack and Ianto are forced apart by out-worldly circumstances.
... I probably just confused everyone with that comment, but... *sniffles**keeps a box of tissue on hand*
~*~*~*~*~
EXCERPT:
It’s a lonely planet. It’s five times the size of Earth, but there’s just one kingdom. The rest is landscapes... lush and beautiful... but it goes on forever, and lacks any true sense of life.
... Thunder rumbles... as Jack makes the journey... the storm showing signs of arriving earlier than predicted. Jack doesn’t care. It can rain a monsoon and he’ll stay out here, because he’s never been able to resist heartbreak.
The Garden is beyond the castle walls, a short walk... Jack uses it often, a place to think, surrounded by flowers and babbling brooks and the song of the bird. It’s a small slice of perfect paradise in an otherwise vastly desolate planet and it’s the Garden that makes Jack return to this dull little world every thousand years, because he’s weak and needy and still misses sections of his past when he wasn’t so alone... It’s all he can do, until the right hour when the universes connect for a brief moment in time.
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