Saturday, December 13, 2003

Short piece from River's POV when Mal breaks open her cryo-chamber in "Serenity: Pt 1"


I would know you anywhere. You're my brother. My eyes are bleary from my dream of death and my consciousness runs babbling like a spring-flood stream through my head, but I still know you. My protector. My saviour. And such a boob.

* * * * *

Why are we here? Why have we stopped? Should be lost in the woods. Hiding. Hands of blue. They'll never stop coming. They want back what you took. I took nothing. They took it all. Christmas and stockings. Kept digging in my head with their probes and drills. Unimaginable pain. Not just of the flesh but of the heart. Inexpressible, impotent rage at what they were doing to us. Awash with the guilt of the powerless. Make it stop!

This is not home. But home turned inside out. Safer outside because within all is fear and danger, dust and shadows. The apple was full of worms and the bits won't stay down. All that remains of the garden is scorched earth. Home is lost forever. The people we were - just ghosts.

Cold. So cold. Like a frozen corpse on a winter battlefield..Every muscle aching from the lack of warmth. Skin crying for a loving touch. No touching. Your rule. Freeze to death first.

Has to be cold. Temporary cessation of the vital functions requires freezing. Suspend high level functions. Just survive. Keep breathing. For now, it's enough.

Freezing once the method of choice for preservation. Preferred to canning. But got a can too. Boxed inside a metal shell. Curled up inside like a tortoise hiding from attackers. Soft underside hidden from talons and teeth.

We've seen so much, it's aged us fast. And yet we're brand new. Like babies, trailing clouds of glory from.... God? Omnipotent, benevolent God? The premise is contradictory, based on false logistics. Doesn't make sense.

Naked as a newborn child. We come into this world with nothing. We leave with nothing. None of the rest of it means a damn thing. Spend half our lives dressing up like gorram dolls in costumes that don't fit. Then spend the next half fighting to keep them on. But life strips us down. Back to our essence. Can't pretend then.

* * * * *

Suddenly it's all light and noise. I should be sleeping but there's too much screaming. Strange voices I don't know, raised in anger and fear.


A sandpaper-edged truffle-centred voice. Chocolate. Bitter yet still sweet. Hard but yearning for dissolution, absolution. A chocolate soldier, wrapped in foil. Afraid of the warmth lest it melt you. No touching.

Where has all this hate come from? Why don't they understand? Are they fighting over me? They mustn't, they mustn't....

Piercing scream slides into my ear like a sharpened knitting needle. Panic rising in me. Another scream of pure terror. The screams are mine.

Then a voice I know and Simon has me in his arms, cooing soothing platitudes as though he really can heal me. Make me better. Don't be afraid. I'm right here.

“What the hell is this?”

You come into focus and I look up into your eyes. Past the pain, the lost faith, anger and fear. Through to the strength and unquenched love. How can you not know me? I am your sister.


Saturday, December 13, 2003 8:29 AM


Absolutely brilliant! Your use of language is so shiny I need gorram sunglasses just to read it. Beautifully done with words to treasure and so very River I am stunned with joy. *Xie Xie* this was perfect. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me

Sunday, December 14, 2003 5:01 AM


This was beautiful! I loved it! You got River so well, I could most likely never do that. Again, beautiful! Flippin' beautiful.

Keep writn', flyin', and happy holidays!


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HOLDING ON: Ch 2 - Tangential
Much to his annoyance, Sanzo's urgent quest to find Goku gets diverted. Meanwhile Mal meets someone from Inara's past. WARNING - slashy but not graphic

The Wheel Never Stops Turning
Mal meets a blonde in a bar. Violence ensues. And Mal discovers religion has its uses.

This is primariy a <i>Firefly</i> fic, but the character Mal ends up doing a job for is from the manga/anime <i>Saiyuki</i>. It's also <b>PG-13 nothing-explicit SLASH</b>. Because that's who I am!

MAKE ME A STONE: Ch 7: 'til the day you die.
Inara leaves Serenity for a new life. Mal gets a job with a couple of new employers, but sinks further into despair.
Slash so lite you'll probably scarcely notice it.

MAKE ME A STONE: Chapter 6: You just learn to live there.
Another job goes less than smoothly. Meanwhile River takes matters into her own hands and Mal has a brainwave.

SLASHFIC. SPOILERS for the comics, novelization and movie.

Make Me A Stone: Chapter 5: Chickens come home to roost.
Mal has to accept Badger's offer of a job. Meanwhile old enemies seek to take advantge.
Spoilers for the comics. Very light slash.

Make Me A Stone: Chapter 4. Some residual heat.
SPOILERS for the comics/BDM. Mal has to accept Badger's job offer. Not much else in his life is going right either.

MAKE ME A STONE: Ch 3: It's complicated.
Mal decides to pull a job of his own. Simon offers to help. It doesn't go smooth - but that's not entirely Simon's fault.

Non-graphic SLASH.

MAKE ME A STONE: Ch 2: And who exactly could fix you?
Simon'a altruism leads to a job going wrong. Mal's not happy.

MAKE ME A STONE: Ch 1: Pray there ain't any more surprises.
Warning: SLASH, but not graphic. Mal and Simon both find that the other has hidden talents. It kinda piques their interest ... *g*

TRAUMA MEDICINE: Chapter 23. Two by two.
Four years have past since Mal was forced to blow up Serenity and Simon disappeared with River and Book. A lot has changed since then. But a lot has stayed the same. The CONCLUSION to this series.