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crack_van2005-12-01 10:32 pm
simplystars.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2005-12-01 10:32 pm
Spiderweb, by Firecracker (PG)
Hello! Stars here, behind the wheel of a hot-wired transport pod once again... *waves* Third time's the charm, or some such. This month I'll have recs from gen to smut--leaning more towards character pieces, but all fics to lose yourself in, even if only for a microt. :)
Fandom: FARSCAPE
Pairing: none (gen/angst)
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: The Athenaion
Why this must be read:
The author describes this as impulsive!fic, prompted by episode 4.13 Terra Firma. Sometimes a fic simply pours forth on its own, leaping from brain to page like Athena from the head of Zeus; such fics are gifts, for both the writer and reader.
Firecracker's fic is a richly detailed glimpse into the heart and mind of the most wanted man in the Uncharted Territories, a deft and delicate portrayal of a man at the mercy of the universe--and the inevitable, unshakable truth that in the end, John Crichton cares about just. one. thing.
You wanted to fly through the stars, you wanted to regain Earth. You don't know what you want now. Maybe it's better to want nothing. But you'll never, never do that, she has become part of you and all the bits of broken mirror in you reflect her, and you only want to be there.
Spiderweb
Fandom: FARSCAPE
Pairing: none (gen/angst)
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: The Athenaion
Why this must be read:
The author describes this as impulsive!fic, prompted by episode 4.13 Terra Firma. Sometimes a fic simply pours forth on its own, leaping from brain to page like Athena from the head of Zeus; such fics are gifts, for both the writer and reader.
Firecracker's fic is a richly detailed glimpse into the heart and mind of the most wanted man in the Uncharted Territories, a deft and delicate portrayal of a man at the mercy of the universe--and the inevitable, unshakable truth that in the end, John Crichton cares about just. one. thing.
You wanted to fly through the stars, you wanted to regain Earth. You don't know what you want now. Maybe it's better to want nothing. But you'll never, never do that, she has become part of you and all the bits of broken mirror in you reflect her, and you only want to be there.
Spiderweb