Oh My!

What a story!

Thank you.

Lovely sensory moment here.redwinter101 wrote:He tuned out the machine noise, a poor replication of the soundtrack of her dying body.
This is true and very Mick.redwinter101 wrote:He had to allow another step back into her orbit if he were to retain the sense of self that had become his bedrock.
It was here I realized what was going on and what Mick's vigil was all about. The field of vision constricts in the next few paragraphs and this becomes about something very important, maybe more important than life and death, about decisions and self-determination.redwinter101 wrote:"Give her the one thing she never gave me."
I love the simple realism of this moment.redwinter101 wrote:The doctor nodded, mute with relief, falling with ease into an explanation of the procedures, taking refuge in practicality.
Sigh. A simple and fitting last request from Coraline.redwinter101 wrote:"Just stay."
*no words*"Just stay." He tightened his arms around her, drawing her close, her head falling to his shoulder. A hint of perfume, perhaps imagined, but enough to overcome the present, to transport him back to a simpler time, a young man holding his love in his arms, imagining the wonders of their future together. The briefest, tranquil moments, a rare peace.
"Will you open the window? I want to hear the ocean."
Moving aside tubes and drips, he lifted her, feather-light in his arms and crossed to the window, settling them into the armchair as the moonlight rippled over the water. The gentle ebb and flow matched his soft strokes, cool and soothing against her skin.
It was there, rocking gently, his lips pressed to her brow, that the nurse found them, the monotone alarms finally silenced, no heartbeat, no pulse, no sound, no fanfare, just the distant wash of the retreating tide.
That makes me very happy indeed. My thanks, as always.rijane wrote:This is the ending I'd wish for Mick and Coraline.
You're right! Have we even seen that in any other "Mick rescues Coraline" stories?librarian_7 wrote:I've been thinking about this story--a lot--since I read it, and something else I wanted to mention, is how natural it seems that when Mick goes to France, and escapes to England with Coraline, OF COURSE Josef is there, watching over him. How natural and right that seems.
Lucky
Yep. So true.librarian_7 wrote:I definitely see Josef's relationship to Mick that way...he is going to have Mick's back, same as Mick's got his. He might gripe about it (The Ringer is such a great example of this) but he's there. And Josef also has struck me as one of those guys who has to be in the know about everything in his sphere of influence. So, yeah, he's not about to let Mick go running off on a dangerous rescue mission without being right there. Just in case.
Lucky
At first, it seems like that other scene in a hospital room, where Mick seemed blind to everything but the cure--and Coraline is resigned to that, trying to push him away, to keep some semblance of dignity amidst the depths of despair. But Mick has changed since then. He's grown. Finally, it's not about what she took from him or what she can grant him. Death breaks down the barriers between them, and brings out the deepest compassion and the deepest trust. He holds her in that chair by the window, carrying her as far as he can go... and then he lets her go on without him."They gave me mortality, knowing it would only be…" She paused at the hope sparking again in his tired eyes, "Don't ask me how - even I didn't know about it until it was too late. Take my blood if it'll help you. Take what you want." A brief, weak struggle to push him away.
"That's not what this is about." Neither knew the measure of truth in his words as he held fast. "Coraline, I…" There were no more words, no more miracles, nothing extraordinary, nothing supernatural, just the stark reality of death. "I don't know what to say."
"Just stay."