The one where Erwin visits the circus with his fiancé and becomes fascinated with Levi, the dark haired acrobat? Do you remember how he returns night after night, fascination growing into obsession? How be neglects his responsibilities, his fiancé, everything but the small lithe figure, tumbling with breath-taking grace and skill above the ring? And how he returns one night to find the circus has moved on? All that’s left is a ring of sawdust in the park, and the tracks of the trailers leading out through the gate. Do you remember how Erwin returns home to his perfect life, his perfect fiancé and how everything seems drained of colour and of joy? How his days are filled with the hollow ache of going through the motions and his nights are haunted by dreams of that small dark figure flying over the ring, his body twisting, twining, falling, in the light and the heat? Do you remember how eventually Erwin can’t stand it any longer and one day he walks out the door, leaving behind his perfect life and his perfect fiancé, and how he keeps on going, from town to town, until he tracks down the circus? How, finally, he sees the lights of the big top glittering through the trees and slips inside to stand in the shadows at the back of the ring. Do you remember how he looks up through the glittering darkness and sees Levi standing on the platform, trapeze in hand, and how he looks down at Erwin and smiles before he steps out into the lights and soars?
And here’s the song we found that tells their story, word for word.
More light, more heat Yes I’m asking please Take me, hold me, show more love More light, more heat If you’re asking me I’ll be there when these circus lights go out When these circus lights go out
(I actually have rough notes for a few more paragraphs of this, but they’re barely legible :}
May I request another part for allof212 ? Because I like that one a lot and I'm now very curious of what happen after the death of Sidious!
the clash of lightsabers.
the fight of a new dawn.
Obi-Wan is not throwing away his shot at a new day, a new future, a
been fighting all his life, fighting for attention, fighting for a
Master, fighting for recognition and value, fighting to be
acknowledged as something other then just a failed Initiate, never
feeling like more then just that.
really more then Qui-Gon Jinn’s padawan.
more then a place holder.
feeling like he was enough.
he had his men.
he was given his command and allowed them to take command of him.
Allowed them to hold him tight and care for him.
this is what he is now.
lethal predator made into human form for them and the future.
sabered and ready to fight for the future he knows is just there,
just outside the grasp of his fingertips.
So he goes toe to toe with Sheev
Palpatine in the Senate itself, in front of every Senator and
holo-camera after calling the man out of his hypocrisy and his
betrayal of the state he’s suppose to lead. Everything is white
noise except Palpatine.
Everything is unimportant in the face
of surviving this fight and just being free.
The Force screams in his ears and
everything slows down for a moment as Palpatine’s saber passes his
face, burning a scar over the bridge of his nose before Obi-Wan
throws himself forward, sabers locked against each other as they both
throw their weights against each other, teeth gritted, Obi-Wan’s
fangs on display as they bear their teeth at each other.
“I will take pleasure
in crushing your throat.” Palpatine hissed out.
just hissed back in return.
twists out of the lock and slides to his knees, his blades passes in
front of him even as Palpatine bends forward in surprise and then
there is silence and the smell of charred flesh, familiar to Obi-Wan
as he breaths sharply.
then the Chancellor slides apart, two halves hitting the ground.
the roar of the Senate and his own blood pounding in his ears,
Obi-Wan sat back on his heels and breathed out.
on the other side of the horizon.
closed his eyes.
have mild adrenaline
may have had that for years if we’re bluntly honest.” Obi-Wan
smiled faintly at Helix before reaching out and pulling the medic
close, pressing their foreheads together. “Its okay Helix’ika.
I’m fine. I will be fine dear one.” He slowly pushed himself out
of the bench.
“But I need to go speak to the Council love.” He cupped the clone
medics cheek. “So we can leave.”
only letting you go because once you’ve talked to them, you can
rest for days.” Helix glared at him. “We’ll make sure of it.”
I’m looking forward to it.” Obi-Wan reached up and pulled the
other down the minor space that separated them in height, resting
their foreheads together for a few seconds. “I’m looking forward
to it.” He slowly pulled away from him and headed for the elevator.
nothing for me?”
stopped and turned, laughing quietly before reaching out and pulling
Cody forward and into a soft kiss, uncaring who saw. What did it
matter, he had a future now that did not include sitting at banquet
tables or negotiating between warring sections. He
pulled away slowly and sighed happily. “…Head to the shuttle,
I’ll come as soon as I’m done and then we can head off. Senator
Amidala has already ear-marked a nice farm property on Naboo for us.”
aye cyare.” Cody grinned, stepping back beside Helix who gave him a
half hearted punch in the shoulder as Obi-Wan stepped into the
had to get a kiss huh?” He teased his commander.
just smirked before both headed through the temple,
pointedly ignoring a few gaping Jedi.
all, its not everyday you see Master Kenobi kissing his troopers.
admit, I’m kind of looking forward to growing stuff.” Cody
hummed. “I’m sure I can learn.”
someone has to take care of whatever injuries happens as you all
learn.” Helix snorted but he was smiling.
I found a Helix Fossil the other day, and while I do want an Omanyte, I don't really know how to take care of one. Since they're ancient pokemon, I imagine one would need very specific environments and food to be healthy. Do you have any advice?
Actually, they’re a pretty modern Pokémon. A lot of people also fancy them, and you can find good resources (that are a LOT more thorough than I) through the local Pokémon center.
I got my ear pierced the other day. (Helix and upper lobe.) I am so happy. They're quite subtle though. Unless I point them out everyone is like the Harry of the Potters. Utterly oblivious. I only had one or two people comment on them without me mentioning anything. Not even my dad knew I had them and at some point he was looking right at me. (He knew I was getting them. Just didn't know when.)
in the chair next to Oliver and watched him dream.
he appeared restful and calm, his breathing even and steady. But then his body
would flinch and twitch and a low moan from him would give Felicity the chills.
It sounded like a broken foghorn calling out in the room. It was mournful, and
as Felicity listened to it, she could not imagine what images that were haunting
Oliver would bring that sound out of him.
she could imagine. She was having similar
images in her own dreams. She had drifted off a couple hours earlier. Her dreams
were of loss and incredible sadness. But they were also of guilt. Oliver told
her it wasn’t her fault what happened to William, but Felicity still held on to
it. She kept reliving what happened in those few seconds on the street three
days ago. In her dreams, she could hear the squealing brakes of the truck and the
sickening impact of it hitting William. She could feel her feet seemingly
embedded in the sidewalk concrete, keeping her from running to William’s side. It
was the same helplessness Oliver shared with her when he and John arrived at
dream voice called out, filling the intensive care ward. Felicity started to
reach out to him, to gently shake her husband awake. But just before she could
touch him, Oliver opened his eyes and took a gasping breath. He looked confused
Felicity spoke softly to him. “It’s okay. You were dreaming again. What was it
Oliver ran a
shaking hand through his disheveled hair. “I was…I saw you…and William…” He
fell silent and Felicity could see fear in his eyes, something he rarely
okay. It was only a dream.”
Felicity, it was a nightmare.”
“Do you want
to tell me?”
Oliver shook his head in refusal. He could feel his survival instincts wanting
to kick in, could feel himself start to embrace island Oliver and regression,
to go to that place where he had almost lost everything. But he had, with
Felicity’s help and love, left the island behind him. It was no longer a safe
haven where he could retreat, away from despair and fear and pain…and
hopelessness. Oliver calmed his breathing down and took Felicity’s hand. She was
Oliver’s island now. He could tell her his darkest fears without his monster
breaking free and creating havoc and death.
was, uh, we were in Nanda Parbat. We took William there, and Ra’s…he was alive.
He told me he would help bring William…” A shiver moved through him. “He told
me he could save William in the Lazarus Pit. Oh god Felicity, William was dead.
I can still feel his weight in my arms. Ra’s said if I give up my soul, my son
would come back. My son would…”
climbed out of her chair and moved into Oliver’s lap, hugging him tightly to
her body. “Oliver, baby, it was only a dream. Ra’s is dead. You killed him. And
Nyssa destroyed the Pit. William is still alive. And I am too. All of us are. I’m
his arms around her, clutching at the comfort she was trying to give him. It was
the kind of vulnerability he had denied himself for so many years: Island
Oliver, Bravta Oliver and Monster Oliver—those were the personas be took on
behind the mask. But now, he was Felicity’s Oliver. She gave him a new strength
to fight against his fallacies.
he spoke in her ear. “It felt so real. Not a dream…a vision. The Pit…the Pit
Felicity tenderly scolded him. “It wasn’t real. And even if it was, how could
we make the decision to put William in the Pit? It would take his soul away.
up, bringing Felicity with him. She clung to his body until he gently set her
down on her feet. “I know, Felicity. I know, but…what if…”
do this to yourself. William is in the care of capable medical professionals,
not some mystic medieval miracle cure.”
Oliver reluctantly agreed. “You’re
right. It was only a dream.”
instantly became suspicious as Oliver seemed to give up so easily. “Oliver…what’s
looked over at William. His son was suspended in a traction bed to keep
pressure off his broken back. He was
hooked up to breathing machines and machines that kept his heart
beating. Electrodes were attached to his head to monitor his brain activity.
William is only alive now because of those machines. What kind of life is that?”
her head. “Oliver, don’t do this. John was right. There is still hope. William has
your blood running in his veins. It makes him stronger.”
not convinced. “Felicity, I can’t…I have to do something. I promised Samantha I
would take care of him. I can’t just stand by…I can’t just watch…he is so far
away from me, from us. I have to do something…I have to save him.”
conviction start to fill Oliver’s demeanor and she knew that he already had a
plan forming in his mind. “Oliver, what are you thinking? Tell me.”
could help us.”
anger took hold of Felicity. “Oliver…no. Are you out of your mind?”
his head. “Softly, love. Please hear me out.”
“No Oliver. This
is not an option. It’s another nightmare. Everything will change again…Flashpoint.
the monster start to stir inside him at her refusal. “Felicity, if this could
bring William back, I’m willing to risk it. Besides, we wouldn’t have to take
the chance if you had been more careful looking after…”
slapped Oliver’s face. “You son of a bitch,” she raged at him.
the monster were startled by her slap, enough to make him realize he had gone
too far. He started to reach for her, but Felicity backed away, too hurt and
angry to let him touch her. “Felicity, I am so sorry. This is making me crazy. You
are my life, and William’s too. You make it all work for us. I had no right…I was
wrong to…maybe you should slap me a few more times, in case I forget how important
to cry. The space she put between herself and Oliver felt like they were
squaring off against each other. Oliver’s accusation, (and there was a part of
her that knew he didn’t mean it) brought her guilt over what had happened to
William to the surface. She started to feel unsure of herself again. A sudden
memory of Helix and her last days with them slammed into her mind. Not again,
sorry,” Oliver told her again. “I’m going to go get some coffee. Do you…can I bring
not answer him. She did need something to sustain her, to help take away the
sudden memories and fears, and now, loneliness. But it wasn’t coffee.
his shame and turned away from her, leaving the room.
As he walked
down the hospital corridor in search of coffee, Oliver reached inside his
jacket and took out his cellphone. He found Barry’s number on speed dial and
punched it up. After four rings, he was answered.
hey. Long time no hear. What’s up?”
“Barry, I need
to see you. Uh…I have a question and a favor to ask you. How fast can you get