This just blows me away and leaves me speechless. I think it's absolutely, absolutely brilliant. The atmosphere. the way you almost paint with words. brilliant. Your sailor is a great choice and perfectly chosen for this. I agree; as much as I love our otp, this os really about Ranuccio and Michaeli. One can't help feeling for Ranuccio, more or less fallen into his own trap. I am in awe.
He accepted the bursts of frantic energy that kept Michaeli upright before a canvas for fifteen hours without resting, the cloudy torpor that kept him in bed for days on end, the silences and black despair that settled over him like a heavy woolen mantle with the pottery jug of acid wine never far from reach, the sudden sweetness that descended like a sunshower, a bunch of wildflowers in a new bottle of grappa, gifts of coins and clothes. So beautiful.
Pretty hot too (almost forgot to say that). Thank you so much for sharing this.
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Date: 2010-03-06 04:20 am (UTC)He accepted the bursts of frantic energy that kept Michaeli upright before a canvas for fifteen hours without resting, the cloudy torpor that kept him in bed for days on end, the silences and black despair that settled over him like a heavy woolen mantle with the pottery jug of acid wine never far from reach, the sudden sweetness that descended like a sunshower, a bunch of wildflowers in a new bottle of grappa, gifts of coins and clothes. So beautiful.
Pretty hot too (almost forgot to say that). Thank you so much for sharing this.