The Bliss of Solitude (G)
Jan. 21st, 2007 02:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skidmo_ficGeez, first Ford and now Chaya, this episodes challenge is somehow making me write about characters I never even really liked before. If I start doing Heightmeyer fic, it may be time to throw in the towel.
On that note:
Title: The Bliss of Solitude
Rating: G
Pairing: Chaya/Sheppard
Spoilers: Sanctuary
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me...sadly
Feedback: yes, please.
Summary: She hadn’t meant to give in.
Author’s Notes: written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
gatecreation episodes challenge. The title comes from Wordsworth’s “I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud.”
She hadn’t meant to give in.
It was the first time strangers had come to Proculus. She knew they weren’t her people, knew they had all gone long ago, but they came from her city, a place that was hers as much as Proculus had ever been.
Ascended though she may be, she still doesn’t understand why she agreed to go with them, but the deep, long-forgotten, Home longing filled her, and she knew she had to see. She had to see what these strangers, what this human had done with her home.
She never would have believed it possible.
It was a shadow of its former glory, but it was still home. It was almost comical, really. This strange human from Earth trying to teach her the ways of her city. It was obvious he had not discovered even a fraction of her secrets, but Chaya could see that he had penetrated deeper than any of the others.
It was this, as much as anything, that drew her to him at first.
Eventually, it became more than that, and she knew why the city was drawn to him even more than he was drawn to it. He was alone, as Chaya was. She had been so alone for so long, cut off from the Others and never truly involved in the lives of the people she protected. So long that she cast off the arrogance that often came with ascension and allowed herself to see that this lonely man, who lived in her city, who was cut off from his home, who was human, could give her the connection she so desperately craved.
She believed she truly cared for him, but she could not cast the arrogance so fully aside as to prevent her from deceiving him, dangling the possibility of help she knew she could not give. But he forgave her, and she knew it would injure his friendship with the blustering scientist, though she could not bring herself to be sorry for that.
When they came together at last, she thought it had all been worth it. The deception, the longing, the fear for her people, none of this mattered once she had shared herself with this man.
Now she wonders.
Did the loneliness become worse for him as well, or is this another part of her punishment?
fin
On that note:
Title: The Bliss of Solitude
Rating: G
Pairing: Chaya/Sheppard
Spoilers: Sanctuary
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me...sadly
Feedback: yes, please.
Summary: She hadn’t meant to give in.
Author’s Notes: written for the
gatecreation episodes challenge. The title comes from Wordsworth’s “I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud.”She hadn’t meant to give in.
It was the first time strangers had come to Proculus. She knew they weren’t her people, knew they had all gone long ago, but they came from her city, a place that was hers as much as Proculus had ever been.
Ascended though she may be, she still doesn’t understand why she agreed to go with them, but the deep, long-forgotten, Home longing filled her, and she knew she had to see. She had to see what these strangers, what this human had done with her home.
She never would have believed it possible.
It was a shadow of its former glory, but it was still home. It was almost comical, really. This strange human from Earth trying to teach her the ways of her city. It was obvious he had not discovered even a fraction of her secrets, but Chaya could see that he had penetrated deeper than any of the others.
It was this, as much as anything, that drew her to him at first.
Eventually, it became more than that, and she knew why the city was drawn to him even more than he was drawn to it. He was alone, as Chaya was. She had been so alone for so long, cut off from the Others and never truly involved in the lives of the people she protected. So long that she cast off the arrogance that often came with ascension and allowed herself to see that this lonely man, who lived in her city, who was cut off from his home, who was human, could give her the connection she so desperately craved.
She believed she truly cared for him, but she could not cast the arrogance so fully aside as to prevent her from deceiving him, dangling the possibility of help she knew she could not give. But he forgave her, and she knew it would injure his friendship with the blustering scientist, though she could not bring herself to be sorry for that.
When they came together at last, she thought it had all been worth it. The deception, the longing, the fear for her people, none of this mattered once she had shared herself with this man.
Now she wonders.
Did the loneliness become worse for him as well, or is this another part of her punishment?
fin
