I've been thinking how to start this post. I've been thinking whether or not to write it at all.
And I decided that I should. What if I continue to keep it to myself - it would kill me.
I can not say it looked movie. I can't even tell that looks good movie. No, it's not.
I've lived a whole new life, which divided into 30 segments... Into 31.
You know, it's like a book. Maybe you've heard this phrase: "Moment when you finished reading the book, then you look around and you realize that life still goes on ... But just now is on your hands died man in paperback."
So I had with Torchwood.
Something snapped in me after the end of the second season, when I looked in disbelief at the monitor and hoped with all my heart for a happy ending, which I did not like usially.
Something snapped in me when finished fourth series of the third season.
Something was over. Not just on the screen - inside of me.
Torchwood is one of those things that I have not been revised twice. Because it remained intact on the back side of my eyelids. Because their voices I still hear inside of my head. And always will.
With a funny British accent.
And I'll not look for arts, I will not read fanfiction, no, I will not. I want to keep it to myself in the form in which it should be.
Thank you, my love. Thanks to you, I know many new things and more lessons now. More answers.
But I'll not watching this more or again.
And I decided that I should. What if I continue to keep it to myself - it would kill me.
I can not say it looked movie. I can't even tell that looks good movie. No, it's not.
I've lived a whole new life, which divided into 30 segments... Into 31.
You know, it's like a book. Maybe you've heard this phrase: "Moment when you finished reading the book, then you look around and you realize that life still goes on ... But just now is on your hands died man in paperback."
So I had with Torchwood.
Something snapped in me after the end of the second season, when I looked in disbelief at the monitor and hoped with all my heart for a happy ending, which I did not like usially.
Something snapped in me when finished fourth series of the third season.
Something was over. Not just on the screen - inside of me.
Torchwood is one of those things that I have not been revised twice. Because it remained intact on the back side of my eyelids. Because their voices I still hear inside of my head. And always will.
With a funny British accent.
And I'll not look for arts, I will not read fanfiction, no, I will not. I want to keep it to myself in the form in which it should be.
Thank you, my love. Thanks to you, I know many new things and more lessons now. More answers.
But I'll not watching this more or again.
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23.01.2013 в 21:01Он тяжелее «Доктора Кто», хотя и является всего лишь ответвлением.
У меня тоже было ощущение, что все закончено на третьем сезоне.
В четвертом же жизнь продолжилась даже после такого горя, как и в жизни.
Это показывает, что человек может выжить в любых условиях, выживать и продолжать жить, а не существовать, пока он дышит, и сердце его бьется.
Мы видели всего лишь конец одной из многочисленных историй «Торчвуда» как агентства, и одну из миллионных - Джека. Сколько всего производило до этого. И сколько всего будет еще впереди.
А это значит, что все продолжается. Боль от потерь притупится, свет звезд укажет новый путь, и радость от новых встреч согреет сердце.
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23.01.2013 в 21:28Все же Джек спас не только землю, но и свою семью.
спойлер 3-го сезона.
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24.01.2013 в 09:02-
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24.01.2013 в 09:14DarkLordEsti, it is difficult not just for perception, isn't it? There is still fear of losing the value of the first memories, first emotions.
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01.02.2013 в 19:44-
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01.02.2013 в 22:17