New Fic: Battlestar Galactica
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grav_ityAN: And this is what happened when you spend your Friday nights mainlining BSG season soundtracks, I suppose.
Spoilers: Up to "No Exit"
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
Rating: Kid friendly.
Summary: She sees their faces in the water. (Laura)
And The Sea With Its Deepness
She sees their faces in the water.
She flows slowly through visions and dreams until she can barely tell one from the other. She hasn’t dreamed of forests since Kobol. She prefers to think of alluvium and good tilled earth and a house that never was on a planet she wishes she could forget.
She forgets other things instead.
When the water is clear, she sees Felix Gaeta and Lieutenant Dualla, the unlucky boy who dreamed too much and the daughter everyone forgot they had except when her voice sounded through the pipes.
She knows the clearest faces are the most recent.
There is a clouded face, a boy she loved. He smiles through the ripples and she can almost hear him trying to tell her something, but the sound of water over rocks drowns him out. She wonders what he would tell now, that all her faith was for nothing.
She is sometimes glad his voice doesn’t reach her ears.
At the bottom of the river there is a ship. Sometimes she forgets its name, even though she always swore she wouldn’t. When she lost the Presidency, she forgot to take the paper with her, and she was not surprised to find out that it hadn’t survived New Caprica.
She couldn’t bring herself to mourn the loss again.
There's a number in her office and she can't remember how big it used to be. She can't remember kissing the President of the Colonies. She can't remember the girl with the teddy bear and the ship that couldn't jump. All the water rushes down to the ocean, carrying everything she ever was with it as it goes.
The sea is too deep.
fin
Gravity_Not_Included, February 28, 2009.
Spoilers: Up to "No Exit"
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
Rating: Kid friendly.
Summary: She sees their faces in the water. (Laura)
And The Sea With Its Deepness
She sees their faces in the water.
She flows slowly through visions and dreams until she can barely tell one from the other. She hasn’t dreamed of forests since Kobol. She prefers to think of alluvium and good tilled earth and a house that never was on a planet she wishes she could forget.
She forgets other things instead.
When the water is clear, she sees Felix Gaeta and Lieutenant Dualla, the unlucky boy who dreamed too much and the daughter everyone forgot they had except when her voice sounded through the pipes.
She knows the clearest faces are the most recent.
There is a clouded face, a boy she loved. He smiles through the ripples and she can almost hear him trying to tell her something, but the sound of water over rocks drowns him out. She wonders what he would tell now, that all her faith was for nothing.
She is sometimes glad his voice doesn’t reach her ears.
At the bottom of the river there is a ship. Sometimes she forgets its name, even though she always swore she wouldn’t. When she lost the Presidency, she forgot to take the paper with her, and she was not surprised to find out that it hadn’t survived New Caprica.
She couldn’t bring herself to mourn the loss again.
There's a number in her office and she can't remember how big it used to be. She can't remember kissing the President of the Colonies. She can't remember the girl with the teddy bear and the ship that couldn't jump. All the water rushes down to the ocean, carrying everything she ever was with it as it goes.
The sea is too deep.
fin
Gravity_Not_Included, February 28, 2009.
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Date: 2009-02-28 01:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-28 02:24 am (UTC)Seriously, though, THIS SOUNDTRACK.