BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - GENERAL

NUR

Flights of Angels
Wednesday, May 26, 2004

River makes snow angels and Simon pretends.


CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 2219    RATING: 8    SERIES: FIREFLY

Sometimes he would wonder how things like this happened. Bright sunny days with a snow covered ground. The air still and happy. Everyone, arms wrapped around themselves against the warm cold. Except River that is. River, her eyes sparkling like the snow, running around barefoot. Falling onto her back and making a snow angel. Her thin dress wet and clinging to her back when she got up. “Simon.” Pointing proudly.

He smiled, happy that she was happy; the doctor not wanting her to be out barefoot with no jacket, the man unable to deny her this fleeting wonder.

“Simon!” More demanding this time. She fell back onto the snow again, beckoning for him to come to her.

Snow filling his low cut shoes he dropped down beside her and together they made more angels. Shivering now, she stood. His head on the ground, Simon could see her feel purple with cold. Standing next to her, he took hold of her hand.

“Come on Mei-mei.”

“A flight of angels, Simon. Flights of angels to sing me to my rest.”

He pretended that didn’t worry him. “Let’s go inside now, you’re cold. We’ll get some tea.”

“Then can we come back?”

“Of course.”

“Black hole.” A small shake of her head. “I’m cold.”

“I know, come inside.”

“Cold and white and glass on the floor and black holes.” She was shaking now, not shivering with cold, but shaking in fear.

“Hush Mei-mei, its ok.” He scooped her up into his arms and carrier her back to the ship. Her hands tucked under his shirt, mumbling over and over again ‘black hole’, shaking.

She didn’t want to go back out that day. The glass on the ground would cut her feet she said, and she wouldn’t let Simon go out either.

“They’ll all cut and bleed and River’s blood will be on the snow and you have to be here to fix them.”

“You aren’t going to bleed Mei-mei.”

“I know. I’m inside. They” she pointed out the window, “aren’t.”

He pretened that didn't worry him.

COMMENTS

Wednesday, June 2, 2004 3:25 AM

KISPEXI2


Nice depiction of Simon's devotion to his sister. With a backdrop of approaching doom. Frustratingly short!

Wednesday, June 2, 2004 4:24 AM

NUR


Thanks for commenting Kispexi. Most of my work is short, sorry if it frustrated you. I have difficulty with longer, more dialogue and narative driven stories. I'm working on one for Stargate now, but I've been working on that literally for years and it nowhere near finished.


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