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crack_van2007-07-25 09:54 pm
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Promised Land by Tassos (PG)
Fandom: FARSCAPE
Pairing: none/gen; Chiana
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tassosss
Author Website: n/a
Why this must be read:
This ficlet is a wonderfully rich look at Chiana post-Peacekeeper Wars (spoilers, naturally). Tassos has a deft hand, balancing spare and bleak emotion against the hope of a lush, evocative setting in classic Farscape tradition. And the conversation between Aeryn and Chiana is just so perfectly right that it should have been a filmed scene in the miniseries.
Chiana let her fingers trail over the gilded walls. The palace grounds were quiet save for the cascading waterfalls of a dozen pools linked together by thin threads of clear water. Reeds and islands and stepping stones filled the interstitial spaces, winding a path from the bridge to the Dominar’s private gazebo. His inner sanctum where nothing and no one, not even an invasion, were ever to disturb him. Ryg had told her to come by any time.
Hyneria wasn’t what Chiana had expected. Water was everywhere. The palace was a raised island in the middle of a city built on stone pilings. Instead of streets there were waterways filled with hover craft flitting from place to place. The homeless and the young swam about, splashing the rare offworlder who ventured out of their quarter built of imitation land. The sea was actually in the middle of a continent, one of dozens of shallow and densely populated water masses, but you wouldn’t know it to look out across the horizon. Somewhere out beyond, D’argo would have built his farm.
Promised Land
Pairing: none/gen; Chiana
Author on LJ:
tassosss Author Website: n/a
Why this must be read:
This ficlet is a wonderfully rich look at Chiana post-Peacekeeper Wars (spoilers, naturally). Tassos has a deft hand, balancing spare and bleak emotion against the hope of a lush, evocative setting in classic Farscape tradition. And the conversation between Aeryn and Chiana is just so perfectly right that it should have been a filmed scene in the miniseries.
Chiana let her fingers trail over the gilded walls. The palace grounds were quiet save for the cascading waterfalls of a dozen pools linked together by thin threads of clear water. Reeds and islands and stepping stones filled the interstitial spaces, winding a path from the bridge to the Dominar’s private gazebo. His inner sanctum where nothing and no one, not even an invasion, were ever to disturb him. Ryg had told her to come by any time.
Hyneria wasn’t what Chiana had expected. Water was everywhere. The palace was a raised island in the middle of a city built on stone pilings. Instead of streets there were waterways filled with hover craft flitting from place to place. The homeless and the young swam about, splashing the rare offworlder who ventured out of their quarter built of imitation land. The sea was actually in the middle of a continent, one of dozens of shallow and densely populated water masses, but you wouldn’t know it to look out across the horizon. Somewhere out beyond, D’argo would have built his farm.
Promised Land