Rec: Flowers on Fire
Story: Flowers on Fire
Author: etherati
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 2627
Author's Summary: They burn, in the darkness and the light, circling round each other like binary stars just on the edge of nova. They both burn, but they do not burn the same. Theta, Koschei, and their successors.
Characters/Pairings: The Doctor (10th), The Doctor (1st), The Master (Delgado), The Master (Simm)
Warnings: none
Recced because: It's beautifully written, with an obvious affection for the Doctor and the Master and their long, twisted, ultimately tragic relationship. The language is economical, perfect, and lyrical. The story focuses on their youth, but touches upon their ensuing significant encounters, painting a poignant, painful picture of two powerful beings who could neither embrace nor escape each other.
“...respect can drift into fear, inspiration can go so far as passion- but I’m afraid that being hypnotized by it to the point of attempting to throw oneself in, with the purpose of…” He flips a page, referencing. “…‘joining with its power and becoming an eternal part of the fabric of reality’…” Glances up, setting the papers back down. “That isn’t really within the range. Though he’s to be congratulated on his diction.”
Author: etherati
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 2627
Author's Summary: They burn, in the darkness and the light, circling round each other like binary stars just on the edge of nova. They both burn, but they do not burn the same. Theta, Koschei, and their successors.
Characters/Pairings: The Doctor (10th), The Doctor (1st), The Master (Delgado), The Master (Simm)
Warnings: none
Recced because: It's beautifully written, with an obvious affection for the Doctor and the Master and their long, twisted, ultimately tragic relationship. The language is economical, perfect, and lyrical. The story focuses on their youth, but touches upon their ensuing significant encounters, painting a poignant, painful picture of two powerful beings who could neither embrace nor escape each other.
“...respect can drift into fear, inspiration can go so far as passion- but I’m afraid that being hypnotized by it to the point of attempting to throw oneself in, with the purpose of…” He flips a page, referencing. “…‘joining with its power and becoming an eternal part of the fabric of reality’…” Glances up, setting the papers back down. “That isn’t really within the range. Though he’s to be congratulated on his diction.”