Drabble: Red Star (Heroes; Adam, Angela)

Nov 29, 2007 23:48

Adam and Angela, October 1977. PG. Spoilers for 2.10.

Be born then, gasp wind, screech at the surgeon's slap, seek manhood, taste a little of godhood, feel pain, give birth, struggle a little while, succumb:
          (Dying, leave quietly by the rear exit, please.)
          generation, regeneration, again, again.

- Walter M. Miller Jr., 'A Canticle for Leibowitz'

Red Star

Do you think that the sun shining so blissfully on you and your son will last?

My memory is long and I recognise the signs. We are still pitiful, selfish, ignorant, afraid, animals of tooth and claw; but the terrain has changed. We carry the jungle inside us now, each day we release a little more of its poison upon the world and call it civilisation.

There's no god to deliver us, Angela. But if there was, do you think he looked down on Hiroshima and saw that it was good, or would the flood have rolled over us as we drown?

Whether it's the apocalypse we plan or the one that will take us by surprise, whatever is coming, I will survive it - my blood endures.

This way you will as well.

29 November 2007

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my fic, fic-heroes, adam monroe

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