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Shades of Grey, by Apathy, (R)
Fandom: FARSCAPE
Pairing: Chiana
Author on LJ:
apathocles
Author Website:http://www.livejournal.com/users/lemon_curry/ (for drabbles)
Why this must be read: Apathy wrote a whole series of 'Things that never happened to...' fics. One of her loveliest was ...five thngs that never happened on Nebari Prime. Shades of Grey is by turns unsentimental, forthright and lyrical, the five short stories combining to throw light on all aspects of Chiana's quick-silver character. She's not always good, and sometimes her best laid plans don't work, but she's always in there trying, with that indefatigable Chiana style.
Excerpt...she could slip quietly into the night, tumble into the darkness with barely a whisper. But he won't let her. Every time she sticks her head out the window, the fekik whispers in her ear, indignant voice demanding to know what the frell she's doing. For a figment of her imagination, he's frelling convincing. She can hear his hushed laugh – he could never stay mad at her – as he lists every reason he can think of to hold her back a little longer.
Shades of Grey
Pairing: Chiana
Author on LJ:
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Author Website:http://www.livejournal.com/users/lemon_curry/ (for drabbles)
Why this must be read: Apathy wrote a whole series of 'Things that never happened to...' fics. One of her loveliest was ...five thngs that never happened on Nebari Prime. Shades of Grey is by turns unsentimental, forthright and lyrical, the five short stories combining to throw light on all aspects of Chiana's quick-silver character. She's not always good, and sometimes her best laid plans don't work, but she's always in there trying, with that indefatigable Chiana style.
Excerpt...she could slip quietly into the night, tumble into the darkness with barely a whisper. But he won't let her. Every time she sticks her head out the window, the fekik whispers in her ear, indignant voice demanding to know what the frell she's doing. For a figment of her imagination, he's frelling convincing. She can hear his hushed laugh – he could never stay mad at her – as he lists every reason he can think of to hold her back a little longer.
Shades of Grey
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