*sniff* beautiful. sad. but very, very beautiful.

very nice.

Now that I'm catching up with episodes, things are making a lot more sense.

This is wonderful and poignant and lovely and lots of good things. I love the style of this; the desperation comes across so clearly. And this line: and now God oh God (even though he doesn’t pray, he doesn’t sleep)

Beautiful. :)

Wow-I'm a huge fan of the X-Files (I started watching from the beginning) and I have to say that this is one of the best pieces of "One Breath" fanfic I've ever read (and trust me, I've read tons!). Great work!

::melts inobtrusively into floor::

That was so sweet, Nita. Amazingly so. Even for someone who hasn't been introduced to the X-Files yet, it was amazing. And I understood much of it, too-it wasn't the kind of thing that you wouldn't be able to understand if you weren't a diehard fan. Somehow, in the middle of this whole thing, I grasped what may even be only a hint of what Mulder and Scully are,, even though I knew next to nothing of them before reading this. Kudos, dahling. I told you, you're brilliant.

Gom.

Nita. That was so, so wonderful. Beautiful beyond words. Seriously. You captured Mulder!angst perfectly here. My even knows no bounds.

He studies it now, the way one would a fine painting, obsessively, and here’s his Mona Lisa. “Mulder, it’s me,” and he’ll close his eyes and pretend that she’s there.

Is my favorite line, but I loved it all.

Beautiful work! :D

Wow. This is gorgeous. The characterization is perfect, wonderfully Mulder, and i am totally in love with the stream-of-consciousness sort of style. I just finished watching season two for the first time and am, candidly, too broke to buy three, so ficcage like this is awesome. Thanks for writing :)