Doctor, Doctor. Can't hold on, please, she's slipping - slipping, and a long way to fall. All made of stars, all made of dust. Simon. 3 point 1415926535, point 1415926534, point 1415926533, point point please come back, can't hold on, can't-

my turn. my turn to seek, my turn to find. can't find what's not here. can't get something that's ( Read more... )

All the children running round the apple trees, out from the yawning void. Don't sit under, don't sit under...

Too many pheromones pushing them, all to be shot by the arrows (anyone else but me). Or are the arrows pheromones? Hard to define. The apples are for the target practice - no taste to them. Not quick, not fresh; too old, too dead. ( Read more... )

Too many cats, we'll run out of mice. Have to blind some more. But that's beside the point.

( Jayne? )

It started with nine. Too big to be allowed, they chopped off two and we floundered into this sea, one by one. A different sea, the water is black. And then we drifted here, onetwothreefourfiveSIXSEVENEIGHT.
They carried one too far away testing1212.

12345678987
then 123456787876
But seven will be a luckier number.

Leaf on the wind, leaf on ( Read more... )

I don't recognise anything, but I remember being here - it's a strange feeling. This isn't home. Dad's not here. And Mother... no, she's not here either. This is either a dream, or a collective hallucination ( Read more... )

The walls come tumbblingdownlikeJericho.

...Toes dipping into the black edge, asking, pleading, can you touch the stars?

Very loud, very loud. Tian fuhn di fu, very loud.
pastpresentfuture all in one knotted clotted ball of cells and stories.
knit me a sweater, spin me a tale....Do you like the black? Past the edge? Or does the fabric start ( Read more... )

Everyone's thinking in fables. Foggy fables. Hidden curse, hidden fears.

Everyone fears the loneliness.

Bing dong san chi, fei yi ri zhi han.

...Apocalypse would have made more noise.
began with a bang, can't end with a whimper.

She didn't whimper when they took her. She...
She payed her price, saved her world.
I can't hear her....Why didn't ( Read more... )

Pushed it down and broke its crown. Are you sleeping, are you sleeping? Eyes open? coined? Early to bed, and early to rise?

broken or finished? ...Not our concern.

It hated. It hurt. We... I... It stopped. Stopped thinking. All quiet. Tian a, too quiet.

Crew. Safe. Complete. Mission complete....She was herself again. Thirty three ( Read more... )

Pity the poor figment.
Now more weight on its shoulders than a shape.

Judge not least ye be judged?
Crew looks after crew.

win?lose? inconsequential.

Have a mission.

Have a crew.

...Crew have a weapon.

My turn.

((ooc: Wash and Inara got kidnapped? Oh snap. She's not a happy bunny. >.>))

dontlookatmedontlookatme DO NOT LOOK.

too much too deep too red hurts
told me to do it how to do it when to do it flick the switch flick flick flick

flicked across hands and arms and legs and face and what isunderis above

too sticky i stick
horse turned to glue
stick me stick me
stuckstuckSTUCK

cantlook. dontlook.
nodont:

touch
taste
smell
hear ( Read more... )