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What's Past Is Prologue by manydimensions (PG)
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA (NEW)
Character: Ellen Tigh
Length: 3400 + words
Author on LJ:
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manydimensions
Why this must be read:
Ellen Tigh is a character who evolved from the caricatured wife, straight from a drawing-room farce, into a tragic and an enigmatic figure. This story provides us with the backstory we see only the very end of in canon, reconciling all the previous facets of her characterization with the revelations that were to come later: Its Ellen is multi-layered, intelligent, determined, and, above all, a creator.
It was a few years after that that you discovered art. Your first real picture was a landscape, the park just down the street from your friend’s house. Your mother hung it in the parlor, though it was barely worth framing. Still, she showed it to everyone.
“My Ellen did that,” she would say, and you would beam with pride.
What's Past Is Prologue
Character: Ellen Tigh
Length: 3400 + words
Author on LJ:
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Why this must be read:
Ellen Tigh is a character who evolved from the caricatured wife, straight from a drawing-room farce, into a tragic and an enigmatic figure. This story provides us with the backstory we see only the very end of in canon, reconciling all the previous facets of her characterization with the revelations that were to come later: Its Ellen is multi-layered, intelligent, determined, and, above all, a creator.
It was a few years after that that you discovered art. Your first real picture was a landscape, the park just down the street from your friend’s house. Your mother hung it in the parlor, though it was barely worth framing. Still, she showed it to everyone.
“My Ellen did that,” she would say, and you would beam with pride.
What's Past Is Prologue
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