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An un-typical fic I've written, not sure that it's finished yet, but would probably only be tinkered with - maybe.
Fic: Forever Young
Characters: Jack Harkness
Rating: G
Notes: A sort of song-fic, I heard 'Forever Young' by Joan Baez, and thought of Jack
May God bless and keep you always,
May your wishes all come true,
May you always do for others
And let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
Jack stood in the darkness, high above the bustling night time streets of Cardiff. The wind swept his coat backwards like an ancient warrior. A pertinent visualisation of the passing of time, he could watch it, like the second hand of a stopwatch.
Jack Harkness, unchanging solidity, time rushing past him like waves of Cardiff Bay.
He could see the stars, the planets; the vastness of the space and time he’d travelled through to this point. From the 51st Century, from his home planet far away on the other side of the galaxy. An hard icy protective layer surrounded his soul as he looked at the sky and remembered the hundreds of years he’d lived through. All the places he had been, all the creatures all the things he’d seen and forgotten.
He moved from his vantage point, down to the streets. Striding through the nightime bustle of humanity.
May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true,
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous,
Stand upright and be strong,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
Passing young and old, right and poor. All those human being who never knew what he was, knew what he’d fought to protect them from and what he’d become. He could give life, both a gift, and a curse. He could save those he loved and enable them to live, so that he could watch them age and die.
May your hands always be busy,
May your feet always be swift,
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
The night time shadows should have hidden him, but there was a power about him, in addition to his demeanour and good looks that meant he could never hide. The wind whirled his coat round his ankles, as he strode back towards the bay.
Towards TORCHWOOD.
Towards his team.
The would grow old, and die. New people would take their places, but he would carry on. Protecting these people who would never know about him.
Fic: Forever Young
Characters: Jack Harkness
Rating: G
Notes: A sort of song-fic, I heard 'Forever Young' by Joan Baez, and thought of Jack
May God bless and keep you always,
May your wishes all come true,
May you always do for others
And let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
Jack stood in the darkness, high above the bustling night time streets of Cardiff. The wind swept his coat backwards like an ancient warrior. A pertinent visualisation of the passing of time, he could watch it, like the second hand of a stopwatch.
Jack Harkness, unchanging solidity, time rushing past him like waves of Cardiff Bay.
He could see the stars, the planets; the vastness of the space and time he’d travelled through to this point. From the 51st Century, from his home planet far away on the other side of the galaxy. An hard icy protective layer surrounded his soul as he looked at the sky and remembered the hundreds of years he’d lived through. All the places he had been, all the creatures all the things he’d seen and forgotten.
He moved from his vantage point, down to the streets. Striding through the nightime bustle of humanity.
May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true,
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous,
Stand upright and be strong,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
Passing young and old, right and poor. All those human being who never knew what he was, knew what he’d fought to protect them from and what he’d become. He could give life, both a gift, and a curse. He could save those he loved and enable them to live, so that he could watch them age and die.
May your hands always be busy,
May your feet always be swift,
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
The night time shadows should have hidden him, but there was a power about him, in addition to his demeanour and good looks that meant he could never hide. The wind whirled his coat round his ankles, as he strode back towards the bay.
Towards TORCHWOOD.
Towards his team.
The would grow old, and die. New people would take their places, but he would carry on. Protecting these people who would never know about him.