Soooo... forever ago, my dear Ena gave me another prompt for Q and Uki:
breathing red. And I had a story muse. And I started to write an angsty angst death!fic.
And then the muse went on vacation. I sent it all kinds of love letters and postcards and emails, pleading with it to come back, and it finally got sick of it. So instead it sent me it's second cousin...
...who apparently does a lot of crack cocaine because it gave me an eerie, getting-old-without-aging fic
which I'll probably still finish anyway and... this. Which is a multi-part Transcontinental Railroad AU. Yeah...
Okay, I'm done personifying story ideas. Enjoy?!
( He breathes smoke rings into the night sky )