Because I'm stuck with my other stories (more prompts, yes, I'm getting to them *sigh*), here's a tiny something I wrote this fine afternoon, when I should be outside, not in. Why? Inspiration! It's crazy, y'all.
Title: Remember Again
Author: Jen (
jazzfic)
Rating: PG
Characters: River
Words: 607
Disclaimer: Joss let me borrow them. He's good like that.
Summary: She treated memory as compartments in a box, shut into dark space, sometimes locked, sometimes not.
Notes: For
ff_friday prompt 164: deja vu.
( She didn't trust words, any more than she trusted her memories to return again. They had taken more than could be taken, whittled her down to raw nerve, a membrane of lost humanity. )
Title: Remember Again
Author: Jen (
Rating: PG
Characters: River
Words: 607
Disclaimer: Joss let me borrow them. He's good like that.
Summary: She treated memory as compartments in a box, shut into dark space, sometimes locked, sometimes not.
Notes: For
( She didn't trust words, any more than she trusted her memories to return again. They had taken more than could be taken, whittled her down to raw nerve, a membrane of lost humanity. )
feeling:
hopeful
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