Haaaa! Another fic in Sparta verse!!!!! This is brilliant! It's so impossibly full of a teenage angst, because that's exactly what it is, at least to me. It's not an angst born out of an abuse or a tragedy, at least not an immediate tragedy, it's just an aching of a little confused pup seeking his place in a pack. Admittedly it's a very harshly ruled pack, but what can I say, John is a worrier in a middle of a battle. And yet he has time and heart left to care for his sons, to laugh at their comprehension of their on past misdeeds and to tack the time to grind the pills and put it in a bread, butter and sugar, and do all this other little things. You did an absolutely amazing job with all the details, making the story real and palpable.
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This is brilliant! It's so impossibly full of a teenage angst, because that's exactly what it is, at least to me. It's not an angst born out of an abuse or a tragedy, at least not an immediate tragedy, it's just an aching of a little confused pup seeking his place in a pack. Admittedly it's a very harshly ruled pack, but what can I say, John is a worrier in a middle of a battle. And yet he has time and heart left to care for his sons, to laugh at their comprehension of their on past misdeeds and to tack the time to grind the pills and put it in a bread, butter and sugar, and do all this other little things.
You did an absolutely amazing job with all the details, making the story real and palpable.