we all know you can't *really* destroy the world until you've destroyed Tokyo Tower

I kind of hate re-reading really good fic, because most of the fics I love enough to re-read multiple times draw me in so much I will hardly do anything else for as long as it takes to finish them again. Which would be fine, except a lot of the stories I re-read often are the ones that are hundreds of thousands of words long.

Mostly I regret the muscle pain, though, because the long stories I re-read and get drawn into this way are valuable enough to be entirely worth the time. Especially when I get something new out of them, or something old I'd forgotten.

Re-reading Blood Magic (too lazy to fetch a link right now; it's by gatewaygirl and linked to at the top of her journal) is especially worth it, because it's about distrust and keeping secrets from your friends and having huge horrible fights and popular expectations and making bad decisions and betrayal -- and for all that, it's ultimately a happy story. I think it's important for me to remember that you can disagree with and mistrust and have huge screaming fights with people and still like them. And so far, nothing in the world makes me think about that more or in a better way than this.


And now, to assure you that re-reading isn't all I've been doing for the past four days, a little bitty quote from the Azula fic (most scenes previous to this yet to be determined):

“Found you,” she says, then “Foooouuuund yoooouuu!” she sings out, enjoying the long words of her childhood tongue and the memories they bring. Found you, Zuzu, can’t hide from me. . . .

Lu Ten can’t hear her, of course, but it’s the thought that counts.