hung bell's bow swung finds tongue (Jadzia Dax fic)
Jadzia goes back and forth between her first journey to joining and her second journey, following Verad's attack. Then she discovers a new species of life growing where it shouldn't while Kira explains her feelings on self-governance. These are related.
Jadzia had no conception of true emptiness—no hand on it, no shared blood.
She was not curious about lack. The muchness of the world, the galaxy, what-is at large and at small was clear-voiced and commanding. She did not want to discover more about something that fundamentally was not. Things that appeared empty, like black ‘holes in space, were neither (holes nor empty). Where matter went to change and to be pulled apart and to be disappeared was never an eternal end. So emptiness was of no concern to Jadzia. She spent no energy considering it—or its looming possibility.
Waking up missing half a self upon Verad’s successful robbery was a fairly thorough introduction.
