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writers_muses (#128 2 A). Lost and Found
Apr. 18th, 2010 10:07 pm"What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same step, but you have to take it." - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, 'Wind, Sand and Stars'
[Authors note: So earlier today I told![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elevenwho to write me Jack and Eleven meeting and silly thing that she is she obliged and wrote this lovely story here. It prompted me to want to write the story from Jack's POV, so here it is. I highly recommend you read that wonderful piece before this one.]
The Starburst System was a group of planets on the edge of a nothing galaxy, in a nothing area of space, and a long way from anything that was anywhere. It was the perfect place for Jack to hide.
So he thought.
Starburst Minimus was the smallest of the four planets in the system. Unremarkable, really, but for something of a tourist spot; a rainbow waterfall caused by a refraction in the light and a crack in the o-zone that positioned directly above a range of mountains and a flowing river.
It was nice, and something he might once have spent hours just staring at; marvelling at the wonders of the universe. But not anymore. The universe had lost its shine.
It wasn’t that he wasn’t healing, that time wasn’t numbing the pain of the things he’d done. In fact he was even managing to smile sometimes. Things were looking better, but that said, he was still tired, still old, and trying to find himself a new place in the world.
Everything took time.
It was seven months since he’d met a man in a bar, ushered there by an old friend. Something changed in him that day. It wasn’t something he even truly recognised himself, but it had happened, like the flick of a switch. A realisation that he wasn’t hated, and that he could still live, even if it hurt to do so.
So he was trying to live.
He started to travel again; taking in parts of the universe, and even if right now they affected him little, he hoped that would change. He had hope, and that was something. In fact, it was quite a lot.
( On his second day on Starburst Minimus, Jack had found a library. )
Word count: 1473
[Authors note: So earlier today I told
elevenwho to write me Jack and Eleven meeting and silly thing that she is she obliged and wrote this lovely story here. It prompted me to want to write the story from Jack's POV, so here it is. I highly recommend you read that wonderful piece before this one.]The Starburst System was a group of planets on the edge of a nothing galaxy, in a nothing area of space, and a long way from anything that was anywhere. It was the perfect place for Jack to hide.
So he thought.
Starburst Minimus was the smallest of the four planets in the system. Unremarkable, really, but for something of a tourist spot; a rainbow waterfall caused by a refraction in the light and a crack in the o-zone that positioned directly above a range of mountains and a flowing river.
It was nice, and something he might once have spent hours just staring at; marvelling at the wonders of the universe. But not anymore. The universe had lost its shine.
It wasn’t that he wasn’t healing, that time wasn’t numbing the pain of the things he’d done. In fact he was even managing to smile sometimes. Things were looking better, but that said, he was still tired, still old, and trying to find himself a new place in the world.
Everything took time.
It was seven months since he’d met a man in a bar, ushered there by an old friend. Something changed in him that day. It wasn’t something he even truly recognised himself, but it had happened, like the flick of a switch. A realisation that he wasn’t hated, and that he could still live, even if it hurt to do so.
So he was trying to live.
He started to travel again; taking in parts of the universe, and even if right now they affected him little, he hoped that would change. He had hope, and that was something. In fact, it was quite a lot.
( On his second day on Starburst Minimus, Jack had found a library. )
Word count: 1473
