She feared it would make no sense to anyone if she attempted to explain it. She had allowed herself to become involved with Cameron, to attempt to be human on the model that seemed, currently to be in vogue: partnered intimates living in communal harmony with like-minded friends and colleagues. And she had for a time succeeded in convincing both ( Read more... )

Late afternoon in her study, Morgan glanced over her shoulder at the shelves of Arthurian romances the bookshelf had seen fit to provide and she had kept. Her eyes closed, lips pursed with an irritation she rarely expressed in public. Between the false histories of her life - and not a true one to be found - and Cameron's behavior, she had more ( Read more... )

The days grew shorter and the nights cooler. She had been human again three full months, at the turn of the season, and Morgan found herself acknowledging, however, reluctantly that her stay in this body would not likely be of short duration. She still hoped she might Ascend again in time, but it no longer seemed either certain or pressing; she had ( Read more... )

Overhead, the stars burned bright, blazing balls of gas and raging heat. From here below, they seemed cool, glittering chips of ice or crystal scattered on beetle-black silk. They wheeled, constellations shifting in patterns that neither made logical sense nor possessed emotional resonance ( Read more... )

( somehow it's a Jack/Sam ficlet )

( welcome to sg-1 )

( the vanishing )

If Morgan had never intervened, but still came to the island, aka Morgan and Lucifer sitting in a tree...

( The Sorceress and the Lightbringer )

( if Morgan hadn't Ascended )

Morgan spends her time on the island divided between learning to be human, and retraining herself on the path to Ascension. Both require a comfort in her physical body, as resenting it creates an attachment that makes it difficult to let go of. The latter requires meditation to increase inner peace as well as enable physiological control through ( Read more... )