"The Pages of Our Hearts" - Adama/Roslin Drabble
Title: The Pages of Our Hearts
Pairing: Adama/Roslin
Rating: T
Word Count: 300 words
Disclaimer: I do not own BSG or its characters.
A/N: Written for the "sequel" prompt at ar_drabbles. Than you to nixmom for her beta.
Bill closed the book in his hands with an expectant look on his face.
“Well?” he prompted the woman curled up in his lap gently.
“Mmm,” Laura hummed and gave a non-committal shrug. “It’s was okay. I definitely enjoyed the original best.”
“Sequels are never as good as the original,” Bill agreed readily. “But sometimes an author isn’t willing to let his or her characters go. Not writing about them is like abandoning them, like leaving them to die. Sometimes, an author pours their heart into their work. To abandon the story would be to abandon their own humanity.”
Laura turned slightly in his arms so that she could stroke the side of his face.
“Sometimes, it’s best to leave the characters as they are. Sometimes, it isn’t abandonment, but rather, setting them free. Allowing them to part in peace.”
The silk of her kerchief was soft against his craggy cheek.
Bill took a deep, slow, breath. Laura could feel the tension in his heart against her smaller frame; his arms tightened their hold on her.
“Besides,” she continued softly, “they can’t ever truly disappear. Even years later, someone new will pick up the novel and breathe life into the words on the page. The characters live on, the stories never end. Old feelings and sensations become new again…”
He placed a kiss against the sharp edge of her jaw.
“Their love never fades,” she inclined her head, welcoming his kiss.
Ink on a page would be a poor candidate to hold his love for her.
The feelings in his heart were too broad for this narrow language. The ink in his pen was too impermanent for the devotion he had to her.
If only he could write the story of their love in the stars, for all to see.
Pairing: Adama/Roslin
Rating: T
Word Count: 300 words
Disclaimer: I do not own BSG or its characters.
A/N: Written for the "sequel" prompt at ar_drabbles. Than you to nixmom for her beta.
Bill closed the book in his hands with an expectant look on his face.
“Well?” he prompted the woman curled up in his lap gently.
“Mmm,” Laura hummed and gave a non-committal shrug. “It’s was okay. I definitely enjoyed the original best.”
“Sequels are never as good as the original,” Bill agreed readily. “But sometimes an author isn’t willing to let his or her characters go. Not writing about them is like abandoning them, like leaving them to die. Sometimes, an author pours their heart into their work. To abandon the story would be to abandon their own humanity.”
Laura turned slightly in his arms so that she could stroke the side of his face.
“Sometimes, it’s best to leave the characters as they are. Sometimes, it isn’t abandonment, but rather, setting them free. Allowing them to part in peace.”
The silk of her kerchief was soft against his craggy cheek.
Bill took a deep, slow, breath. Laura could feel the tension in his heart against her smaller frame; his arms tightened their hold on her.
“Besides,” she continued softly, “they can’t ever truly disappear. Even years later, someone new will pick up the novel and breathe life into the words on the page. The characters live on, the stories never end. Old feelings and sensations become new again…”
He placed a kiss against the sharp edge of her jaw.
“Their love never fades,” she inclined her head, welcoming his kiss.
Ink on a page would be a poor candidate to hold his love for her.
The feelings in his heart were too broad for this narrow language. The ink in his pen was too impermanent for the devotion he had to her.
If only he could write the story of their love in the stars, for all to see.