Es funkelt früh am Morgen schon wenn ich die Augen aufgemacht befreit mich so des Kummers schnell welchem ich im Traum bedacht.
Ein kleiner Wegbegleiter mir der zu meinem Herzen fand sich kühlend auf mein Haupte legt und freudig rinnt von Hand zu Hand.
Der mir dabei die Sorgen raubt wenn die Welt auch grau erscheint. Ich bin um deine Rückkehr froh mein Morgentau, der du mich einst.
by Weltenasche.
One of the best-written, cleverest, and loveliest fics I've ever read. Yes the premise is SO crack but the realization is simply a masterpiece. Also it comes with amazing art. What's not to love.
That's it, darlings. This is finally it. So it ends, after three full years of smitten work. The last 50K is out there on A03 and there will be no more. Freude is over, and yet, never-ending.
The story of those eternal idiots will remain on the Archive and there it will wait for its audience of oddities to find it. It might take time, and it's just fine, time is hopefully what I have. I will be there to cherish the comments, even in 3 years from now.
I'll keep that blog rolling for as long as I have things to draw, write or say about those lovely idiots of mine, and after that, eh, who knows what else my obessive mind might dive into? Cheers to you all, close and far, chatty or silent, old or new. Find pleasure where it lies, fight for it if you must. Remember joy is resistance.