sheldrake

It is 1 am and the Internet is dead. Dead, I tell you! So why am I still up? Eh?

It's occurred to me that I haven't read enough fic lately, and I have a nasty habit of missing things because I am generally random and lazy. So I may have to start delving about in some of your back catalogues, as it were, poking about with a trowel like the archaeologist of slash.

From just the top layers of LJ, I have so far found...

...a series of small walls!

(and also enjoyed Leaving It by cupiscent, and Sway by gabbyhope, but I'm sure you've all read them already.)

I think I shall go to bed now. More anon.