I would be there right now.

Simon ,'Objects In Space'


Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies  

Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.


P.M. Marc - Feb 15, 2003 1:57:42 am PST #1461 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

5. Ghosts

The dead will be with him, always.

She, in particular, will prevent him from being lonely, even while she keeps him alone.

He will drift through life, after there's no mission left, no battles to fight, no wrongs to right. He will watch as he slides into middle age, and welcome the day when he realizes he has passed the halfway marker.

His bones will grow fragile like teacups, and his vision, never keen, will dim until he no longer sees that which is, only seeing that which was once and will once again be.

As he drifted through life, so will he drift into death late in his ninety-first year. When it happens, she will be there to welcome him home.


Lee - Feb 15, 2003 8:29:53 am PST #1462 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

That was lovely Plei


Rebecca Lizard - Feb 15, 2003 8:42:33 am PST #1463 of 10001
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket

Damn.

Yes, it was.


Beverly - Feb 15, 2003 9:22:16 am PST #1464 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Dear god, I love your mind, Plei.


Anne W. - Feb 15, 2003 9:33:23 am PST #1465 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Very nice, Plei. I love the whole mood you created by having these vignettes in a series like this.


esse - Feb 15, 2003 10:59:41 am PST #1466 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

It was for the Five Things challenge, Anne.

I'm glad you wrote something last night. You definitely had more luck than me. I like it a LOT.


P.M. Marc - Feb 15, 2003 11:31:31 am PST #1467 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

blush

I worried that these ended up sounding like Ralph Wiggums wrote them. "They're unpossible!"


esse - Feb 15, 2003 11:43:38 am PST #1468 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

Not a chance. You around?


P.M. Marc - Feb 15, 2003 11:48:04 am PST #1469 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

I'm up.


Connie Neil - Feb 15, 2003 11:08:47 pm PST #1470 of 10001
brillig

Fine, rip the wound open again.

Lilah!!!