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crack_van2010-11-11 07:58 pm
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Something New by eponymous_rose (G)
Fandom: SAPPHIRE AND STEEL
Pairing: none
Length: 713 words
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eponymous_rose
Author Website: Master Fic List on LJ
Why this must be read:
Time feels differently to Sapphire and Steel than it does to humans, they're conscious of it as an entity, as a pervasive whole, in a way we, with our linear view of it, can't be.eponymous_rose takes a look at the two just after the end of another assigment, when time takes a breath--just for a moment.
The story catches the way the two communicate: fragments of speech, of thought, of silence that make their own language. And it catches the strange intimacy of their relationship, the touching of minds, knowing each other in ways we can't imagine, not knowing each other in ways we can imagine too well.
Something New
Pairing: none
Length: 713 words
Author on LJ:
eponymous_roseAuthor Website: Master Fic List on LJ
Why this must be read:
Time feels differently to Sapphire and Steel than it does to humans, they're conscious of it as an entity, as a pervasive whole, in a way we, with our linear view of it, can't be.
eponymous_rose takes a look at the two just after the end of another assigment, when time takes a breath--just for a moment. The story catches the way the two communicate: fragments of speech, of thought, of silence that make their own language. And it catches the strange intimacy of their relationship, the touching of minds, knowing each other in ways we can't imagine, not knowing each other in ways we can imagine too well.
"It's a new place," he says, glancing up at the sky through the unfinished boards making up the ceiling. "New and untouched." Her gaze is fixed on him; he meets it slowly, manages to inject a touch of self-deprecation into his voice. "I like it here. It's quiet."
"Yes," she says.
Something New