Sapphire and Steel | Eastertide
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eponymous_roseTitle: Eastertide
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Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Characters: Sapphire, Steel
Spoilers: Takes place at the end of Assignment 2, but is vague enough to be spoiler-free.
"They only bloom at Eastertide," she says, and picks the flower, fingers tracing the delicate lines of the petals; her face clears of grief as she considers the when and how of each component atom.
He sees a lifeless husk with superficial aesthetic symmetries, and suddenly he wants to know what she's discovered, to demand that she describe it, to force her to explain to him this knowledge that is hers and hers alone.
But her eyes are distant, and he cannot speak for a moment, and he doesn't mention the second bloom, the last light in the darkness, desolate.
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eponymous_roseWord Count: 100
Rating: G
Characters: Sapphire, Steel
Spoilers: Takes place at the end of Assignment 2, but is vague enough to be spoiler-free.
"They only bloom at Eastertide," she says, and picks the flower, fingers tracing the delicate lines of the petals; her face clears of grief as she considers the when and how of each component atom.
He sees a lifeless husk with superficial aesthetic symmetries, and suddenly he wants to know what she's discovered, to demand that she describe it, to force her to explain to him this knowledge that is hers and hers alone.
But her eyes are distant, and he cannot speak for a moment, and he doesn't mention the second bloom, the last light in the darkness, desolate.
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Date: 2008-03-22 01:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-14 12:32 am (UTC)I love how you portray their personalities through what they see in the flower.