By The Way, My Sweet Prince - Various Companion Pieces
In the course of writing By The Way, My Sweet Prince, I ended up with a bunch of other small pieces and bits of poetry. I can't attest for the quality of said poetry as it is not my strength, but I hope they're a suitable accompaniment to the series.
I'll just dump them all here, as in revising the tagging and organisation of this journal, it seems a little pointless to keep them separate.
( Reunited )
As for this next one, I'd like to apologise for the title. It was four years ago and I didn't know any better. XD
This was based on the Evanescence song My Immortal. I'd read a 'cebo fic based on the same song and sort of got inspired to write my own. I saw this one being written on the train to Maryland, or something like that, so this isn't actually aftermath stuff. OK, I know what it turned into now. It's like Tom's writing stuff down, and Tony's there too, but Tom can't here his thoughts. so Tony's hanging around, seeing/knowing/reading what he's writing, and he has his own thoughts on it and stuff.
Tom, regular; Tony, italics
( My Immortal Master )
Finally, an untitled piece of poetry for your, well, enjoyment may be too generous a word. This was inspired also by the one i just posted, as I wanted to try and turn it into a conversation between Tom and Tony rather than just Tom's POV. Never really finished it. Ran out of steam, I did. Or something like that.
( Untitled poem )
I'll just dump them all here, as in revising the tagging and organisation of this journal, it seems a little pointless to keep them separate.
( Reunited )
As for this next one, I'd like to apologise for the title. It was four years ago and I didn't know any better. XD
This was based on the Evanescence song My Immortal. I'd read a 'cebo fic based on the same song and sort of got inspired to write my own. I saw this one being written on the train to Maryland, or something like that, so this isn't actually aftermath stuff. OK, I know what it turned into now. It's like Tom's writing stuff down, and Tony's there too, but Tom can't here his thoughts. so Tony's hanging around, seeing/knowing/reading what he's writing, and he has his own thoughts on it and stuff.
Tom, regular; Tony, italics
( My Immortal Master )
Finally, an untitled piece of poetry for your, well, enjoyment may be too generous a word. This was inspired also by the one i just posted, as I wanted to try and turn it into a conversation between Tom and Tony rather than just Tom's POV. Never really finished it. Ran out of steam, I did. Or something like that.
( Untitled poem )
