Captivity, you might be able to tell, one of my favorite themes. This is going to be a slavefic the way the Good People and Deatheaters (Blurring, Spectacles, etc.) verse is slavefic. There is slavery, but it doesn't follow most of the usual tropes. I don't shy away from the fact that it's a really ugly institution based on treating humans as property for profit though, so depending on what bugs you...
To me (and this is probably what has kept me alive) death means I've lost. It means whatever I was fighting won, and there's no regrouping. When I'm suicidal, I feel like I already lost, like giving up would be the only sane thing to do.
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Date: 2011-11-21 07:37 pm (UTC)To me (and this is probably what has kept me alive) death means I've lost. It means whatever I was fighting won, and there's no regrouping. When I'm suicidal, I feel like I already lost, like giving up would be the only sane thing to do.