"V" is for Victory
This is my ficlet contribution for the Jack Alpha Bits section of SG-1 GenFic day. I haven't written fic in months and I think this has stirred the muse. It's a tag for Unending.
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He stood ramrod straight in the formation, the look on his face as frozen as the ship he stared at through the observation window. They would have rather not have had the grimness for the pictures but resigned themselves to the fact that the old general rarely smiled nowadays and never in this place.
Few knew the whole story of the frozen ship or his connection to it. Those who did had pushed it out of their minds long ago filing it away in the back of their minds as some insignificant historical fact. Every year fewer and fewer showed up at this annual commemoration of the final battle and every year he told himself it would be his last time. He would look upon that ship frozen in time with the people he loved most in the world inside it and be reminded he had failed to free them. As if he could ever forget…
But in spite of himself, he returned every year, though it ripped his heart out to do so. He came and while those around him once again celebrated Earth’s greatest victory, he mourned his greatest defeat.
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He stood ramrod straight in the formation, the look on his face as frozen as the ship he stared at through the observation window. They would have rather not have had the grimness for the pictures but resigned themselves to the fact that the old general rarely smiled nowadays and never in this place.
Few knew the whole story of the frozen ship or his connection to it. Those who did had pushed it out of their minds long ago filing it away in the back of their minds as some insignificant historical fact. Every year fewer and fewer showed up at this annual commemoration of the final battle and every year he told himself it would be his last time. He would look upon that ship frozen in time with the people he loved most in the world inside it and be reminded he had failed to free them. As if he could ever forget…
But in spite of himself, he returned every year, though it ripped his heart out to do so. He came and while those around him once again celebrated Earth’s greatest victory, he mourned his greatest defeat.