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Like Patience on a Monument, by Unovis (PG-13)
Fandom: HIGHLANDER
Pairing: None
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
unovis_lj
Author Website: Stories by Unovis
Why this must be read: Because it's a brand new fic from Unovis and it's a rare writer who can write Kronos amusingly and keep him perfectly in character, but she seems to do it effortlessly. Kronos' voice is exactly right all through this funny, literate and very well-written vignette. Kronos is malevolent, vengeful and homicidal, just as he should be.
And did I mention it's funny?
Kronos is fresh out of the well (where Methos trapped him in the Revelations 6:8 out-takes), the world has changed, and he is most displeased about the fact. He goes hunting, but things don't go as planned.
Up, up, up. The dark figure climbed the wide stone pillar, into the sun, shinnying for his life. Kronos squinted up again. Holy Ground, his right rosy ball. "If it's Holy Ground, why can't I feel it?"
"...up here..."
"Holy Ground, you camel-buggered fool, not Holy Platform Up a Fucking Pole." Up, up, up. Kronos bent his neck back and looked up at blue flat sky, black bobbing crab, white blinding sun. He wasn't up on his recent sects. It could be some new sanctified cult of things long and tall and baked on a sand-blasted stick. Glare knifed his eyes. He swayed, he caught the pillar to right himself. Was that a tingle along his fingertips? He snatched his hand away and cursed.
"I can wait!" he called. He thumped down on the sand with his back to the vibrating stone trunk and took another long hot look at Syria. Probably Syria. Syria the last time he asked. Sand under his ass, low shelves of rock off to his left, a shimmer of heat over pebbles at the far reaches of the flat. Tall, tall, monumentally tall stone pillar at his back. With his prey up it, climbing still.
Like Patience on a Monument
Pairing: None
Author on LJ:
unovis_lj Author Website: Stories by Unovis
Why this must be read: Because it's a brand new fic from Unovis and it's a rare writer who can write Kronos amusingly and keep him perfectly in character, but she seems to do it effortlessly. Kronos' voice is exactly right all through this funny, literate and very well-written vignette. Kronos is malevolent, vengeful and homicidal, just as he should be.
And did I mention it's funny?
Kronos is fresh out of the well (where Methos trapped him in the Revelations 6:8 out-takes), the world has changed, and he is most displeased about the fact. He goes hunting, but things don't go as planned.
Up, up, up. The dark figure climbed the wide stone pillar, into the sun, shinnying for his life. Kronos squinted up again. Holy Ground, his right rosy ball. "If it's Holy Ground, why can't I feel it?"
"...up here..."
"Holy Ground, you camel-buggered fool, not Holy Platform Up a Fucking Pole." Up, up, up. Kronos bent his neck back and looked up at blue flat sky, black bobbing crab, white blinding sun. He wasn't up on his recent sects. It could be some new sanctified cult of things long and tall and baked on a sand-blasted stick. Glare knifed his eyes. He swayed, he caught the pillar to right himself. Was that a tingle along his fingertips? He snatched his hand away and cursed.
"I can wait!" he called. He thumped down on the sand with his back to the vibrating stone trunk and took another long hot look at Syria. Probably Syria. Syria the last time he asked. Sand under his ass, low shelves of rock off to his left, a shimmer of heat over pebbles at the far reaches of the flat. Tall, tall, monumentally tall stone pillar at his back. With his prey up it, climbing still.
Like Patience on a Monument
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