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Mar. 21st, 2006 01:25 pmNo wonder it's called the Pit of Voles. *stabs FF.net*
I come bearing new Battlestar Galactica fic:
Title: Every Precious Seed
Disclaimer: Ron Moore owns it all, I've just borrowed his toys for a while.
Warning: Spoilers for the season 2 finale (Lay Your Burdens Down, Pt. 2) are rampant. Do not read if you don't want to know.
Found unlocked off-site here for linking and the like.
( She wondered if a phrase, spoken enough, became its own kind of prayer or if the words, instead, lost all meaning and drifted away to join all of the other forgotten and unfulfilled prayers that coated the heavy-hanging sky. )
I come bearing new Battlestar Galactica fic:
Title: Every Precious Seed
Disclaimer: Ron Moore owns it all, I've just borrowed his toys for a while.
Warning: Spoilers for the season 2 finale (Lay Your Burdens Down, Pt. 2) are rampant. Do not read if you don't want to know.
Found unlocked off-site here for linking and the like.
( She wondered if a phrase, spoken enough, became its own kind of prayer or if the words, instead, lost all meaning and drifted away to join all of the other forgotten and unfulfilled prayers that coated the heavy-hanging sky. )
