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New Fic: Battlestar Galactica
And The Sea With Its Deepness (Laura)
And The Earth With Its Starkness (Adama)
And The Rocks With Their Steepness (Caprica Six)
And The Lightning With Its Rapid Wrath (Six: Caprica, Gina, Natalie and Chip)
And The Sun With Its Brightness (Apollo)
AN: Okay, I think I'm done. I've had enough of snow and wind.
Spoilers: All Aired Episodes.
Rating: Kid Friendly.
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
Summary: There are three kinds of love, and they all of them burn. (Kara)
And The Fire With All The Strength It Hath
There are three kinds of love, and they all of them burn.
There is the love of a thing. The love of running in the race. The love of flying better than anyone else, ever. The love of drink and cards and paint and cigars. The love of insubordination. The love of being given the right order.
For a time, she thinks that will be enough to quiet the song of Destiny.
There is the love of a family. Not her family, of course, because it was broken long before she entered it, but of the family she made. In flight school, in combat and in the gym. She has worked hard for her place in the world, and not even the end of it was enough to bring her down.
But it was not enough to lead her home.
There is the love of a soul. And hers lies adrift between the worlds, cloven down the middle by the bullet she couldn’t protect him from. She doesn’t know very much anymore that isn’t fear and doubt, but she knows that she will grow old with him, if only he will wake up so that she can tell him.
This is the strength of the fire in her brain, lighting the way for all to follow her.
fin
Gravity_Not_Included, February 27, 2009.
And The Earth With Its Starkness (Adama)
And The Rocks With Their Steepness (Caprica Six)
And The Lightning With Its Rapid Wrath (Six: Caprica, Gina, Natalie and Chip)
And The Sun With Its Brightness (Apollo)
AN: Okay, I think I'm done. I've had enough of snow and wind.
Spoilers: All Aired Episodes.
Rating: Kid Friendly.
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
Summary: There are three kinds of love, and they all of them burn. (Kara)
And The Fire With All The Strength It Hath
There are three kinds of love, and they all of them burn.
There is the love of a thing. The love of running in the race. The love of flying better than anyone else, ever. The love of drink and cards and paint and cigars. The love of insubordination. The love of being given the right order.
For a time, she thinks that will be enough to quiet the song of Destiny.
There is the love of a family. Not her family, of course, because it was broken long before she entered it, but of the family she made. In flight school, in combat and in the gym. She has worked hard for her place in the world, and not even the end of it was enough to bring her down.
But it was not enough to lead her home.
There is the love of a soul. And hers lies adrift between the worlds, cloven down the middle by the bullet she couldn’t protect him from. She doesn’t know very much anymore that isn’t fear and doubt, but she knows that she will grow old with him, if only he will wake up so that she can tell him.
This is the strength of the fire in her brain, lighting the way for all to follow her.
fin
Gravity_Not_Included, February 27, 2009.