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crack_van2007-11-17 06:19 pm
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Skinwalker by Linda S. Maclaren (Mackie) (PG)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: None
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: Idol Pursuits Main Index
Why this must be read:
Shortly after The Sentinel was canceled, several virtual seasons were assembled. The two seasons by Faux Paws Productions are my favorite, and is was one of my favorite 'episodes.' It features a shot Blair and a blind Jim supporting each other as they try to stay alive. Mackie's writing, though tight, can be beautifully descriptive, and I love her dialog.
An excerpt:
"We had an accident. My name is Blair Sandburg, and this is Jim Ellison."
Jim studied the old man's worn jeans, scuffed boots, and plaid western shirt. A red bandanna tied across his forehead and a long, gray braid told him the man was a traditionalist. He remembered Blair's tutelage about traditionalists, who had an aversion to shaking hands with strangers, so he didn't bother to offer his own in greeting.
The Navajo grunted, an eloquent response to what he clearly viewed as irrelevant information. His eyes bore into Blair. "Didn't you sense the danger?"
Blair looked startled. "I don't know what you mean."
Skinwalker
Pairing: None
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: Idol Pursuits Main Index
Why this must be read:
Shortly after The Sentinel was canceled, several virtual seasons were assembled. The two seasons by Faux Paws Productions are my favorite, and is was one of my favorite 'episodes.' It features a shot Blair and a blind Jim supporting each other as they try to stay alive. Mackie's writing, though tight, can be beautifully descriptive, and I love her dialog.
An excerpt:
"We had an accident. My name is Blair Sandburg, and this is Jim Ellison."
Jim studied the old man's worn jeans, scuffed boots, and plaid western shirt. A red bandanna tied across his forehead and a long, gray braid told him the man was a traditionalist. He remembered Blair's tutelage about traditionalists, who had an aversion to shaking hands with strangers, so he didn't bother to offer his own in greeting.
The Navajo grunted, an eloquent response to what he clearly viewed as irrelevant information. His eyes bore into Blair. "Didn't you sense the danger?"
Blair looked startled. "I don't know what you mean."
Skinwalker
