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Touched, or Eight Fragments by Lorraine (pg)
Hi, I'm victoria p. and I'll be reccing Firefly this month.
Fandom: FIREFLY
Pairing: none; Inara-centric gen
Length: approximately 800 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lunabee34
Author Website: The Slash Closet
Why this must be read:
Because Inara often gets short shrift in fic. Because it's a beautifully clear, sharp look at Inara and her relationships with Serenity's other inhabitants. Because I said so. I kid! But seriously, this is a lovely look at Inara in her various personae, and the way she adapts to interacting with each crewmember.
Sometimes, when Serenity stops on a moon closer to the Core, Inara buys a burlap sack full of onions, a thick slab of strong cheese, and loaves of stale bread. Then she and Shepherd Book slice the onions so thinly she can read the maker’s mark on her knife through their concentric rings.
Inara’s eyes water, and she wipes them on the sleeve of her kimono, or else the finely woven handkerchief the Shepherd tucks beneath her bracelet with gentle fingers. His eyes water as well; they both look as if they are grieving a loss, but the galley is loud with their laughter and the metallic noises of their knives working.
Inara coats the skillet with rendered fat, and the onions’ acrid bite turns rich and sweet in the recycled air.
Touched, or Eight Fragments bylunabee34
Please let the author know if you enjoy the story.
~*~
Fandom: FIREFLY
Pairing: none; Inara-centric gen
Length: approximately 800 words
Author on LJ:
lunabee34Author Website: The Slash Closet
Why this must be read:
Because Inara often gets short shrift in fic. Because it's a beautifully clear, sharp look at Inara and her relationships with Serenity's other inhabitants. Because I said so. I kid! But seriously, this is a lovely look at Inara in her various personae, and the way she adapts to interacting with each crewmember.
Sometimes, when Serenity stops on a moon closer to the Core, Inara buys a burlap sack full of onions, a thick slab of strong cheese, and loaves of stale bread. Then she and Shepherd Book slice the onions so thinly she can read the maker’s mark on her knife through their concentric rings.
Inara’s eyes water, and she wipes them on the sleeve of her kimono, or else the finely woven handkerchief the Shepherd tucks beneath her bracelet with gentle fingers. His eyes water as well; they both look as if they are grieving a loss, but the galley is loud with their laughter and the metallic noises of their knives working.
Inara coats the skillet with rendered fat, and the onions’ acrid bite turns rich and sweet in the recycled air.
Touched, or Eight Fragments by
lunabee34Please let the author know if you enjoy the story.
~*~