
Bleeding Strings: Man in a box
or How I gave up finding a way home
this is ANOTHER HiE fic... but hopefully it won't be too bad. (takes place after season Whatever, Major characters will be tagged as they appear)
AND WE'RE ON HIATUS! RE-WRITE AND HEAVY EDITS/CHANGES ARE INCOMING (it'll take a few months)
All I could remember was the cold. its bitter sting on my extremities.
my frost-bitten hands were shoved into my coat pockets in a feeble attempt to find warmth.
My only option was to keep moving. as the wind grew stronger, I felt a small barrier of ice forming on my legs.
I pushed on, seeking the small light in the bleak blinding whiteness of the tundra.
when I reached my destination, all went black.
I was no longer cold.



10422 words: Estimated about 1 hour to read
13 Chapters:
- in which I find myself freezing my balls off 2013-03-25 01:26:36 UTC1025
- getting to know you 2013-03-28 00:32:06 UTC1189
- I hate Hospitals 2013-03-29 02:55:02 UTC1037
- all that glitters... 2013-04-01 00:56:27 UTC1088
- ...Ain't gold... Its bathed in a pale moonlight 2013-04-03 16:18:32 UTC896
- when I'm on the train 2013-04-05 02:02:48 UTC754
- I've seen this before 2013-04-08 23:24:47 UTC873
- given work and pay? 2013-04-12 21:58:04 UTC601
- The times they are a-changing 2013-04-16 21:56:47 UTC553
- we'll call it an Irish pub 2013-04-19 00:45:02 UTC660
- Whiskey, the enabler 2013-05-10 23:43:02 UTC685
- 80% proof 2013-06-02 16:34:25 UTC632
- mixing words 2013-07-08 22:01:41 UTC429