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A Thousand Years in a Day (G)
Title: A Thousand Years in a Day
Rating: G
Pairing: None
Spoilers: Before I Sleep
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me...sadly
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Summary: A lifetime is a very long time. One hundred twenty-five lifetimes is an eternity.
Author’s Notes: written for the
gatecreation episodes challenge.
A lifetime is a very long time. One hundred twenty-five lifetimes is an eternity. She was 35 when she entered the stasis pod, and though she knew that physically she was much, much older than that, she was really, still 35. Lifetimes, centuries, entire civilizations had come and gone since Janis first showed her how to make sure her body was preserved long enough to save herself and her expedition team, but she was still only 35.
Soon she would die, she could feel her body failing even now, there was so much she’d never done. She’d never married, never had children, never been to Seattle. So many things, some that were silly, some that had once been terribly important. All she had now was the hope that this...other...her would do all the things she wished she had.
She hoped she had conveyed all that to Elizabeth. There was so much she wanted to tell her, but couldn’t. Elizabeth had to live her own life, not one forced upon her by a dying woman’s selfish last wish. It had been a long journey, but seeing them now, seeing the city on the surface and all (well, mostly all) her people still alive, it had all been worth it.
Her life, short as it had been, had accomplished this one great thing. And that would be enough.
fin
Rating: G
Pairing: None
Spoilers: Before I Sleep
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me...sadly
Feedback: yes, please.
Summary: A lifetime is a very long time. One hundred twenty-five lifetimes is an eternity.
Author’s Notes: written for the
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A lifetime is a very long time. One hundred twenty-five lifetimes is an eternity. She was 35 when she entered the stasis pod, and though she knew that physically she was much, much older than that, she was really, still 35. Lifetimes, centuries, entire civilizations had come and gone since Janis first showed her how to make sure her body was preserved long enough to save herself and her expedition team, but she was still only 35.
Soon she would die, she could feel her body failing even now, there was so much she’d never done. She’d never married, never had children, never been to Seattle. So many things, some that were silly, some that had once been terribly important. All she had now was the hope that this...other...her would do all the things she wished she had.
She hoped she had conveyed all that to Elizabeth. There was so much she wanted to tell her, but couldn’t. Elizabeth had to live her own life, not one forced upon her by a dying woman’s selfish last wish. It had been a long journey, but seeing them now, seeing the city on the surface and all (well, mostly all) her people still alive, it had all been worth it.
Her life, short as it had been, had accomplished this one great thing. And that would be enough.
fin