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crack_van2008-10-08 03:09 pm
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Kriya by amonitrate (G)
Fandom: HIGHLANDER
Pairing: n/a
Length: ~1000 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amonitrate
Author Website: Palpable Obscure
Why this must be read:
Of all of amonitrate's graceful, atmospheric stories, this one is my favorite. It's a brief glimpse of Methos recentering himself after the events of "One Minute to Midnight." The characterization is perfect in its understatement and the words are like spare, elemental poetry. I can feel the storm coming.
Kriya
Pairing: n/a
Length: ~1000 words
Author on LJ:
amonitrateAuthor Website: Palpable Obscure
Why this must be read:
Of all of amonitrate's graceful, atmospheric stories, this one is my favorite. It's a brief glimpse of Methos recentering himself after the events of "One Minute to Midnight." The characterization is perfect in its understatement and the words are like spare, elemental poetry. I can feel the storm coming.
A dream of falling books had woken him late in the afternoon. He rolled to his side and blinked at the shadowy gills sliced across the wall. The wall breathed when the breeze rustled the window blinds.
A sneeze shook him. Phantom dust in his lungs, in his eyes. Dry and pungent on his tongue. Piles of musty books and crumbling scrolls towered over him. He sat up, sure they would crush him.
Blinked again and remembered he was awake. Remembered he'd left his books behind.
Kriya