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Show: Stargate Atlantis
Rec Category: Slash
Characters: Ronon Dex, Daniel Jackson
Pairing: Ronon Dex/Daniel Jackson
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash
Warning: none
Author on LJ: writinginct
Author's Website: Nocturnal Scribblings
Link: A Lament for the Living
Why this must be read:
'Cause this is a deep fic, folks! It's a very well-done examination of loss, healing, and the love that develops between two very different individuals who have experienced the same shattering experience. The Earth is destroyed with one lone ship of survivors making it to Atlantis. On this ship is one Daniel Jackson, a severely damaged man. It takes someone who has also experienced the utter devastation of this kind of event, and somewhat dealt with this loss, to pull him back from the brink, giving him another reason to live; enter Ronon Dex. I just love the sheer emotion that WritinginCT has given us in this fic. The reader can literally feel every word, period, and sentence. Go cry, enjoy, and love!
Story Summary: Earth is destroyed and a lone ship full of survivors makes it to Atlantis. A guilt-ridden and emotionally spent Daniel is able to find comfort and healing in someone that knows the pain of his loss intimately.
Snippet
He was reciting a lament for the dead in his head that he had learned years ago from the people of P3X-871. It was long and intricate and his memory was fighting him on remembering it in whole. He had almost reached the end when he felt the wind pick up. He didn't tighten his grip on the railing, deciding that if that wind wanted to take him with it then he wouldn't fight it.
What he didn't expect was the arm wrapping around him that came out of nowhere. For a moment, just the briefest of flashes, he was in another time and place and it was Jack's firm grip on him keeping him from succumbing to the effects of that addictive light. But then he realized that the person holding him didn't just have a tight grasp on his arm, they had instead wrapped a steely band of muscle and tendon around his chest holding him absolutely. Not Jack. Ronon.
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Date: 2010-11-20 05:50 pm (UTC)