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Faith Like Wings by Taragel, (Rated G)
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA (NEW)
Pairing: Gen, mentions of Kara/Lee and Kara/Sam
Length: About 1500 words
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taragel
Author Website: Her fic tag
Why this must be read:
A beautiful and almost painfully evocative look at Kara as her destiny catches up with her in Maelstrom; her fear and determination, and the faith that sustains her through it all. It's a hard look at a character who's had almost everything stripped away from her, but there's also a strong sense of hope, as befits her indomitable spirit.
You’re in your bird and you’re flying again. The sky is clean and white. You start to believe once more. Maybe your luck will hold out. You’re not quite comfortable, but you’re…copacetic.
And then it appears, ducking and weaving, flying circles around you.
Unable to do anything else, you give chase. Apollo calls for Starbuck on the radio, over and over, but it’s easy to ignore. Starbuck is not in this cockpit. Her wings were clipped. All you have are hands with tender skin.
Faith Like Wings
Pairing: Gen, mentions of Kara/Lee and Kara/Sam
Length: About 1500 words
Author on LJ:
taragelAuthor Website: Her fic tag
Why this must be read:
A beautiful and almost painfully evocative look at Kara as her destiny catches up with her in Maelstrom; her fear and determination, and the faith that sustains her through it all. It's a hard look at a character who's had almost everything stripped away from her, but there's also a strong sense of hope, as befits her indomitable spirit.
You’re in your bird and you’re flying again. The sky is clean and white. You start to believe once more. Maybe your luck will hold out. You’re not quite comfortable, but you’re…copacetic.
And then it appears, ducking and weaving, flying circles around you.
Unable to do anything else, you give chase. Apollo calls for Starbuck on the radio, over and over, but it’s easy to ignore. Starbuck is not in this cockpit. Her wings were clipped. All you have are hands with tender skin.
Faith Like Wings