This is beautiful. So simple and sparse yet full of tension and emotion.
Sylar couldn’t decide how to feel about Mohinder’s request. He just knew he couldn’t refuse it. He took a last look at him. The snow was falling, leaving flakes on Mohinder’s dark curls and on his eyelashes. Sylar looked around them. It was beautiful, and just like it was. “You can open your eyes now Mohinder.” Mohinder’s vision slowly adjusted. He saw the soft, dark hair first, slightly spiked at the front. He saw those deep, brown eyes that remained the same, and the Ramones logo, now looking abstract in his dying eyesight. “Zane…” he breathed, and suddenly it was easier to smile. “I’ve missed you.”
I will not choke up. I will not choke up.
How absolutely touching. That last image Mohinder wants to see is the first time he ever met Sylar...and that Sylar does this for him. The beginning at the end...
I really dig the opening and closing bits as well. Very haunting.
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This is beautiful. So simple and sparse yet full of tension and emotion.
Sylar couldn’t decide how to feel about Mohinder’s request. He just knew he couldn’t refuse it. He took a last look at him. The snow was falling, leaving flakes on Mohinder’s dark curls and on his eyelashes. Sylar looked around them. It was beautiful, and just like it was. “You can open your eyes now Mohinder.”
Mohinder’s vision slowly adjusted. He saw the soft, dark hair first, slightly spiked at the front. He saw those deep, brown eyes that remained the same, and the Ramones logo, now looking abstract in his dying eyesight. “Zane…” he breathed, and suddenly it was easier to smile. “I’ve missed you.”
I will not choke up. I will not choke up.
How absolutely touching. That last image Mohinder wants to see is the first time he ever met Sylar...and that Sylar does this for him. The beginning at the end...
I really dig the opening and closing bits as well. Very haunting.