So I'm not sure if this worked. It's meant to be an elusive, hallucinatory view of grieving, but I'm afraid it just came out hallucinatory. Ah well.
(also, note to some of y'all; Maggie is not necessarily. She's a slippery little bugger. Like cockroach.)
Title: Persistent Illusion
Author: TigerKat24
Rating: PG-13
Summary: OC-verse. He’s losing them all.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Mr. Butcher with the following exceptions: Maggie and Julia belong to me and Arthur belongs to Dark Puck.
Spoilers: References Grave Peril briefly.
Author's Note: Written for 100moods, prompt #46, Grieving. May be subtitled The Weirdest F’ing 2AM Angst Fic Ever. Intentionally vague on tenses and pronouns.
( Persistent Illusion )