#407 Forever
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Title: Forever
Characters: Jack; Ian (but not together. Sorry Jack).
Word count: 100 x 3
Rating: U
Warnings/Spoilers: No warnings. No spoilers for anything more recent than "Utopia".
1.
"A fixed point in time", the Doctor had called him. Unending, unchanging, for as long as time itself might exist. Was that a prison sentence or a blessing? Jack watched galaxies fall and rise in his search for an answer to that question. Meanwhile he saw friends die, saw others born, in an endless march onward through life. There was a beauty to it, and a terror; and there was no escaping it by any means. That, he knew, was the greatest challenge he must face. It was his life, forever. He just had to learn how to live it.
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Slightly cheating, but Jack, as you might expect, didn't know when to shut up. So there's a part two as well:
2.
The answer, perhaps predictably, came not from the stars, but from those creatures that he met along the way. Jack might be an accidental hero, but he was never an accidental lover; and if he could not save the lives of his friends, he could certainly make them happier. He could make himself smile with every smile of theirs. It might not be the ultimate answer, but for the man who would see every tomorrow, there was always time to look for something more. In the meantime he could love. Perhaps that had always been his reason for being alive.
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And something from rather longer ago:
3.
I used to teach science in a London school. Planning lessons. Marking homework. Trying to get home in time to catch the football scores, or perhaps a film. Now it’s Monday afternoon – I think; my body clock is a little confused these days – and I’m standing on the largest of twin moons, orbiting a giant, blue planet, watching as an alien sun begins to rise. I didn’t choose this life, but I live it gladly; every second, right on the edge of forever. And although it’s sometimes terrifying, I still believe that no man was ever more fortunate than I.
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Characters: Jack; Ian (but not together. Sorry Jack).
Word count: 100 x 3
Rating: U
Warnings/Spoilers: No warnings. No spoilers for anything more recent than "Utopia".
1.
"A fixed point in time", the Doctor had called him. Unending, unchanging, for as long as time itself might exist. Was that a prison sentence or a blessing? Jack watched galaxies fall and rise in his search for an answer to that question. Meanwhile he saw friends die, saw others born, in an endless march onward through life. There was a beauty to it, and a terror; and there was no escaping it by any means. That, he knew, was the greatest challenge he must face. It was his life, forever. He just had to learn how to live it.
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Slightly cheating, but Jack, as you might expect, didn't know when to shut up. So there's a part two as well:
2.
The answer, perhaps predictably, came not from the stars, but from those creatures that he met along the way. Jack might be an accidental hero, but he was never an accidental lover; and if he could not save the lives of his friends, he could certainly make them happier. He could make himself smile with every smile of theirs. It might not be the ultimate answer, but for the man who would see every tomorrow, there was always time to look for something more. In the meantime he could love. Perhaps that had always been his reason for being alive.
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And something from rather longer ago:
3.
I used to teach science in a London school. Planning lessons. Marking homework. Trying to get home in time to catch the football scores, or perhaps a film. Now it’s Monday afternoon – I think; my body clock is a little confused these days – and I’m standing on the largest of twin moons, orbiting a giant, blue planet, watching as an alien sun begins to rise. I didn’t choose this life, but I live it gladly; every second, right on the edge of forever. And although it’s sometimes terrifying, I still believe that no man was ever more fortunate than I.
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Date: 1 July 2012 09:05 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2 July 2012 07:25 pm (UTC)(I also popped by your icon page as I am in need of Torchwood icons for a Whovian newsletter here on Dreamwidth and saw you have a Manolito icon! I am very impressed!)
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Date: 2 July 2012 11:10 pm (UTC)Yes, feel free to snag away. I have a lot more icons over on LiveJournal. I really ought to think about bringing them over. Although if you're looking for Torchwood icons, have you see the ones by
http://www.redscharlach.co.uk/torchicons.html
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Date: 2 July 2012 11:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 1 July 2012 09:28 pm (UTC)These are all very nicely written, and I love that last one especially - so very him.
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Date: 2 July 2012 06:46 pm (UTC)And thank you. :)
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Date: 3 July 2012 12:54 am (UTC)I just did 100 words - 5 times in 15 hours, will post tomorrow! Goodnight!!