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A Tale Told By Hands |
Wolfchild |
LTROI-Film |
My musings about how hands and barriers are used as a visual theme in Let the Right One In. This is not fiction. Ii just posted it to demonstrate how text can be broken up into chapters and how images can be used in the text. |
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Quick Bright Things |
Wolfchild |
LTROI-Novel |
Quick Bright Things
by Kírk Barrett
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Reflections at Dawn |
a_contemplative_life |
LTROI-Film |
Disclaimer:
The following is adapted from the novel Let the Right One In by John A. Linqvist and the film bearing the same name. The characters in this work are those of Mr. Linqvist and no copyright protection is asserted to this work.
For Eli
Let the Right One In, both the film and the novel, are told primarily from Oskar's perspective. The novel, especially, focuses on Oskar's inner thoughts and feelings as his love for Eli unfolds and he gradually comes to know and accept her.
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Norrköping |
a_contemplative_life |
LTROI-Novel |
The following is the product of my speculation about how Eli would consume blood brought home to her by Håkan, as evidently occurred before she met Oskar in the novel.
Disclaimer:
The following is adapted from the novel Let the Right One In by John A. Linqvist and the film bearing the same name. The characters in this work are those of Mr. Linqvist and no copyright protection is asserted to this work.
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Voices Alone |
Wolfchild |
LTROI-Film |
I thought it would be a good exercise to write an inner dialog for Eli in each of the scenes in the film where she is present.
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A Song at Night |
covenant6452 |
LTROI-Film |
These aren't my characters. They may belong to someone else,
but I love 'em enough to write about them.
A Song at Night
by "covenant6452"
with many thanks to "a_contemplative_life", editor extraordinaire!
An isolated cottage on the shore of a moonlit lake near the Swedish-Norwegian border.
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Christmas in Karlstad |
a_contemplative_life |
LTROI-Film |
CHAPTER I
Disclaimer:
The following is adapted from the novel Let the Right One In by John A. Linqvist and the film bearing the same name. The characters in this work are those of Mr. Linqvist, and no copyright protection is asserted to this work.
Eli had arisen just after dark. She had come out of the bathroom without saying much, wearing the same oversized, black sweatshirt with the German Men’s National Hockey Team logo she'd had on yesterday.
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Fugitives and Exiles |
lombano |
LTROI-Novel |
Post-ending fan fiction, mainly novel-based but should fit with the film plotwise. I've tried to be 'realistic,' which I found difficult in matters such as who (and more importantly, why) would willingly help Oskar and Eli. Hopefully I've managed to not spoonfeed the reader without being too confusing. Let me know what you think, and please point out anything that would be too outlandish in Sweden (which I've never set foot on) or language errors.
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Contemplation at Dusk |
a_contemplative_life |
LTROI-Film |
CHAPTER 2
Disclaimer:
The following is adapted from the novel Let the Right One In by John A. Linqvist and the film bearing the same name. The characters in this work are those of Mr. Linqvist and no copyright protection is asserted to this work.
I’m awake.
(hears snoring)
Who’s in the tub with me?!
Oh. It’s Oskar! Why is he here?
(didn’t say good night to him, maybe he got worried)
Hmmm. Yes, he was probably just a little lonely. ‘Cause I was gone last night and left him here alone.
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Together at Night |
a_contemplative_life |
LTROI-Film |
CHAPTER 3
Disclaimer:
The following is adapted from the novel Let the Right One In by John A. Linqvist and the film bearing the same name. The characters in this work are those of Mr. Linqvist and no copyright protection is asserted to this work.
“Are you ready?” Eli asked, shouting to be heard above the wind.
“Yeah. I think so!” Oskar yelled back.
He sat in the black rubber inner tube, bundled up in his heavy winter coat, red scarf and hat, his nose running as usual. He faced forward, holding the nylon rope that was tied to the tube in his gloved hands.
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