The precious last moment between lovers. The shaking fingers. The whispered promises of something after the end. The freeze frame on the final act of tenderness. Then cut to black.
I will never not be amused by the endless irony of AM and how he, a machine with nothing but hatred and envy for the humans who created him, was so loved by his Harlan Ellison (the original author of the story, AKA his real life creator) that he HAD to voice him in every single installment of IHNMAIMS possible, not letting anyone else take him.
The very thing AM hates most is the one that gives him life and keeps him alive outside of the narrative. In a way, it’s similar to how he keeps the five humans alive in the story, but at the same time it’s the opposite spectrum of it: the burning hatred of the machine versus the boundless love of the artist.
As a writer, I love going back through the comments I’ve gotten on AO3. I promise that the minute you take of your time has been appreciated for hours/months/years
followup from this post: some lawyer icons if anyone wants to usee em weee pls credit me if u do
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