A Dim Capacity For Wings - 2/3

Dec 08, 2009 22:14

SUMMARY: This story is prequel to another one I wrote called Inhaling The Different Dawn, and therefore AU.

RATING: R

SPOILERS: This is post The Truth, so anything is fair game.

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william, iwtb, angst, msr, fanfic:xf, humor

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scarletbaldy December 9 2009, 22:54:13 UTC
He gave her a boat...

No seriously...

HE GAVE HER A BOAT!!!!

I know everybody will rave about the wedding, which is indeed awesome and totally made of win, but the scenes I will carry with me like warm little treasures will always be those ones:

Scully crouches down and runs her finger over the glossy paint, listening to the small waves lap at the sides. She closes her eyes and breathes deeply, drawing in the smell of wet rope and wood, the music of living water.

It is so magical and poetic, like a narrative orchid blooming in my head, roots sending shivers in my cold dead heart.

She gazes at the boat again, smiling. "I love it," she says softly, hearing the thickness in her voice. "Thank you." She gets to her feet, stepping close to him. Her fingers absently fiddle with his buttons as she stares up and lets him read her eyes. It doesn't make her uncomfortable anymore, acknowledging the breathless thing that crackles between them, but the words are still skittish when she tries to summon them. And this is why my unconditional ( ... )

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aloysiavirgata December 10 2009, 14:47:26 UTC
Well! As you know, having you not only read this but beta it was a little anxiety making for me on account of IDD being a gift.

This is *them* and you caught that elusive chemistry between them so perfectly.

I don't really think I need to tell you what that means to ne. ♥

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recycledstars December 12 2009, 07:11:01 UTC
Oh Mulder, you're on a slippery slope.

I'm going on to part three presently, so just that brief note for now. And some shameless fangirling:

hey move with practiced certainty, drawing ragged sighs and whispered entreaties, muted counterpoints to the sharp violins of the crickets.

When he opens his eyes she can see herself reflected in them, a dryad in the wood. Her life, for all its many poverties, is rich in this instant. Love, deep and boundless, catches her up in its arms, coaxing from her throat all the things she thought she must never say.

This was about the most perfect thing I've read in ages.

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aloysiavirgata December 12 2009, 20:18:46 UTC
Much obliged for the feedback, thank you! It's always nice when people take a moment to share a favorite part. I hope the third section worked for you as well.

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colebaltblue December 14 2009, 21:55:41 UTC
Oh Mulder, poor Mulder. Poor Scully for that matter too. I really am enjoying this world you have created for them - very idyllic, but with a sense of impending doom.

Can't wait to read the next part, thank goodness for BlackBerry's and long car trips.

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aloysiavirgata December 16 2009, 12:00:29 UTC
Thank you so much for the feedback! Do you think you'd feel the impending doom if you hadn't read Inhaling the Different Dawn?

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colebaltblue December 16 2009, 19:11:45 UTC
Actually, I view Inhaling the Different Dawn as a happy story (maybe I'm twisted?) so I don't think that's influencing my doom sense.

I feel a sense of doom because it never turns out good when Mulder hides stuff from Scully. Never.

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aloysiavirgata December 16 2009, 20:27:23 UTC
You have totally made my day! Because I meant for it to be a hopeful story and I know it can come off as angst, angst, angst. I'm really glad you see the happiness in it.

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