Holy, holy, holy HELL that was insanely good. Seriously, I'm in awe of the way you write. Everything, in general, but particularly these bits:
Mostly, though, Tony sees the arc reactor. She smells the forge. She knows the strength in her hands and the light in her mind. She mourns Yinsen more intensely than she has ever mourned anything in her life. For the first time, in fact, Tony feels an emotion that has nothing to do with her or her fears or her wants: she doesn't remember going through the camp and burning every person she lays her eyes on. She barely remembers flying to Gulmira. Or the boy. Or the Jerichos. Or the dogfight. ... Tony crests the dune, and for a long, glorious moment, all she sees is sky.
*happy sigh* How can you make me so in love with a character? Even more so than I was with male Tony Stark, and that's saying quite a bit? *grin*
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Date: 2008-09-21 10:57 pm (UTC)Mostly, though, Tony sees the arc reactor. She smells the forge. She knows the strength in her hands and the light in her mind. She mourns Yinsen more intensely than she has ever mourned anything in her life. For the first time, in fact, Tony feels an emotion that has nothing to do with her or her fears or her wants: she doesn't remember going through the camp and burning every person she lays her eyes on. She barely remembers flying to Gulmira. Or the boy. Or the Jerichos. Or the dogfight.
...
Tony crests the dune, and for a long, glorious moment, all she sees is sky.
*happy sigh* How can you make me so in love with a character? Even more so than I was with male Tony Stark, and that's saying quite a bit? *grin*