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be_themoonyou guys omg Lass erased this temporary flesh and bone and it is beautiful and you should all go read it! so pretty. *_* in other, less important news, I wrote Lethe being confused about religion. I have mentioned fanfic is my catharsis, yes? though this ended up not really being about my issues at all, oddly.
Title: how to split your heart open
Fandom: Cabin Fever by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Characters/Pairings: Mary, Lethe
Rating: G
Warnings: None!
Summary: Lethe does not understand religion.
Author's Note: Once upon a time, this also had a coda ending with a Latin prayer that I translated because I am a dork like that. Sadly, it didn't fit. So now it just doesn't have any ending. :P Title from the poem Marfa by Linda Gregg.
You don't understand.
"It's all about faith," Mary says. "It's all about belief." She lights a candle and you watch her kneel.
"Faith in what?" you ask.
"Something more," Mary says, patient. Her fingers paint a cross on her chest. "Sometime bigger than just us." There is nothing bigger than me, you think, remembering how it feels to be a ship, to vibrate with the movement of your crew. In this moment you are smaller, with softer edges, but you are still a ship. You think that sometimes Mary forgets that, forgets that you are not human. Not really.
"What is faith?" you ask. Mary stands up.
"It's like belief," she says. Faith. You think circular reasoning. You think why two words for one thing? Duplication of information is unnecessary except for security. Your own thoughts confuse you these days, how things chase and don't quite follow each other. It is easier when you think in ones and zeros, everything in place.
You don't understand faith.
"Why must there be something bigger?" you say, and Mary pauses and turns to you, taking your hands.
"Think of falling," she tells you, and you feel your body stiffen, an involuntary reaction. You remember falling. You remember air pulling at your body and your sudden sickening realization that you could feel pain. "That's what it feels like, life. You feel like you're falling, every day. Faith is about stability, about keeping control by resigning it. You say it isn't your problem, it's up to god."
"That's careless," you say, trying to understand.
"It's human," Mary corrects you, gently.
"I don't," you begin, and she just shakes her head and smiles.
"That's not what it's for," she says. "You learn it for yourself." You blink, unsure, and she pulls you along with her. "Let's go fix this ship," she says, and you hear let's fix you. You think, I believe in her. Is that belief?
Title: how to split your heart open
Fandom: Cabin Fever by
be_themoon Characters/Pairings: Mary, Lethe
Rating: G
Warnings: None!
Summary: Lethe does not understand religion.
Author's Note: Once upon a time, this also had a coda ending with a Latin prayer that I translated because I am a dork like that. Sadly, it didn't fit. So now it just doesn't have any ending. :P Title from the poem Marfa by Linda Gregg.
You don't understand.
"It's all about faith," Mary says. "It's all about belief." She lights a candle and you watch her kneel.
"Faith in what?" you ask.
"Something more," Mary says, patient. Her fingers paint a cross on her chest. "Sometime bigger than just us." There is nothing bigger than me, you think, remembering how it feels to be a ship, to vibrate with the movement of your crew. In this moment you are smaller, with softer edges, but you are still a ship. You think that sometimes Mary forgets that, forgets that you are not human. Not really.
"What is faith?" you ask. Mary stands up.
"It's like belief," she says. Faith. You think circular reasoning. You think why two words for one thing? Duplication of information is unnecessary except for security. Your own thoughts confuse you these days, how things chase and don't quite follow each other. It is easier when you think in ones and zeros, everything in place.
You don't understand faith.
"Why must there be something bigger?" you say, and Mary pauses and turns to you, taking your hands.
"Think of falling," she tells you, and you feel your body stiffen, an involuntary reaction. You remember falling. You remember air pulling at your body and your sudden sickening realization that you could feel pain. "That's what it feels like, life. You feel like you're falling, every day. Faith is about stability, about keeping control by resigning it. You say it isn't your problem, it's up to god."
"That's careless," you say, trying to understand.
"It's human," Mary corrects you, gently.
"I don't," you begin, and she just shakes her head and smiles.
"That's not what it's for," she says. "You learn it for yourself." You blink, unsure, and she pulls you along with her. "Let's go fix this ship," she says, and you hear let's fix you. You think, I believe in her. Is that belief?
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Date: 2010-03-12 02:56 am (UTC)You realize that with all this, you're basically writing original fiction? And it's AWESOME!
Seriously, I would so watch this show and be a part of this fandom. TVland needs to get on buying it from you.
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Date: 2010-03-13 02:46 pm (UTC)I know! it's loads of fun to be writing original again - and I think that's why it slipped into second person, as that's what my last major original project was in.
oh man, I wish. perhaps someday! sadly, probably too far down the road for Michael Shanks to play James, which is one of the few casting choices I'm pretty invested in.
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