World War II/Poetry fic. Gerard finds himself consumed with grief at the loss of his brother in combat and writes him one last letter to say goodbye.
(#) Bella_Jinxx 2012-08-31 05:15:52 PMThis is absolutely beautiful. I swear I just died reading that. It's like a tender sapling- so incredibly young and stunning and andwinwivhwuhvwuifhw.
I'm sorry for any over-sappiness, it's 4:15 AM and I'm tired as all fuck.
Author's responseAww thanks dear! No need to apologise whatsoever.
- This is gorgeous. Really, anything that has to do with death and loss and war will make me sad, but this is seriously going to haunt me. I especially like what you said about monsters and men not being far apart, and of course, the poem is incredible.