Dated August 5, 2011:
The world had wrapped itself in velvet, almost, something dark, heavy, and against which James couldn't push very far, keeping him from feeling much of anything of the outside word. Keeping him trapped in his own thoughts. Wherever he was, it didn't matter- he was sure that someone had put him there for a reason, and that ( Read more... )

I've barely slept since I woke up yesterday morning to the most brilliant sunrise I've seen in recent memory, and realized it wasn't a dream. My sight is not something I've ever longed for, because there's not much sense in pining for the unattainable when there's so much else to do, but on those few occasions it's been returned to me over the ( Read more... )

Olivia had an explanation now, and while it all seemed so crazy, she had to believe it. Doctor Walter (who was a woman) told her everything -- at least, as much as he could, and she thought he seemed a little stranger than usual, like he didn't even remember who she was until she told him her name. It was another thing to add to the pile of ( Read more... )

Mid-July 2011:
Startled, she spins around at once and, pistol in hand, buries a bullet into - a statue. She releases a frantic gasp of air, but whatever relief she feels, it is short-lived. Not a moment later, Kate spares a glance back at the sculpture, a horrendous depiction of some poor soul in agony, and notices that something is gushing from ( Read more... )

He's trying his damnedest not to think about tomorrow, but Mace is failing ( Read more... )

When I'd first come up with the idea of Casino Night, I wasn't sure if it was even possible on the island. In retrospect, that might have been naive of me, because if there was anything I'd learned in over four years on Tabula Rasa, it was that its residents were capable of doing just about anything save getting home ( Read more... )

In more ways than one, Tabula Rasa was a surefire step up from the previous island. A simple look at the way that Sawyer occupied himself on most days was more than enough of an indication; whereas before, he'd spent his days lounging around, scavenging for materials and possessions, often causing factions of the camp to turn against one another, ( Read more... )

As far back as her memory extends, Kate has always accepted unfairness as a fact of life. Some people are born lucky, others come into it gradually, and then there are those who never get their shot, regardless of things such as merit or effort. That's just the way it is, and it's never been a problem. At least, not one she couldn't deal with, one ( Read more... )

There are many things that Gwaine has read in his time, but none have ever come close to what he's discovered on the fine shelves of the Compound. He's watched multitudes of people get books and find some kind of wisdom and knowledge. Funny, really. He thinks this is more Gaius or Merlin's speed, but he approaches the shelves one day with the ( Read more... )

( Spoilers for Fringe up to 3x12. )