I haven't done one of these in a while.
Choose a letter of the alphabet and name a word (or you can make it a phrase if you like) that begins with that letter. Name a fandom (and character/pairing). I will write you a drabble/ficlet for that fandom based around the theme of that word. Feel free to ask for more than one!I have many fandoms, so try
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The Light didn’t need them. He liked the feel of the wax slipping down between his fingers, a hot sting then a cool crust that cracked when his knuckles bent. He moved his fingers, fingers that weren’t his own, fingers that belonged to the person that stretched out inside him, clawing on the walls to fight his way to the surface. Sam. No one could see Sam, no one but the Light and only when he looked in the mirror.
But River could see Sam.
She could see him in the cracks of the mirror, hear him whisper as he scrambled for the surface, trying to take back what was his, the thing that he had given away. The Light couldn’t touch you unless you let it. The Light didn’t burn-everything else did.
They found him on Miranda, lost in the world that had gone to sleep or gone mad and somehow he was neither. He called himself Luke, said he was stranded here by the reavers, but River could smell their blood on his skin. She could smell the ash and soot, she could see the torment, and the two faces-one that belonged to him and one that didn’t. Mal took pity on him, let him on the ship but that was a mistake-the Light intended to murder them all without a second thought, but not until they got him where he wanted to go.
So River watched him. Watched him from the corners of her mind, and with the corners of her eyes. You couldn’t look at the light, not directly. Angels burned white hot with fire and power, and the Light was no exception. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him inside, wasting away for hundreds of years in a place so dark that not even the Light could make it brighter. He begged, pleaded clawed at the pieces of broken glass, asking for anyone to see him, to help him.
I see you, Sam.
What she didn’t know was whether or not he could see her.
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