Dominus Tecum by mz_bstone
Feb. 24th, 2007 09:49 pmRec Category: Radek Zelenka
Pairing: None
Category: Atlantis, Gen
Warning: None
Author on LJ:
mz_bstone
Author's Website: None (as far as I could tell)
Link: Dominus Tecum
Why This Must Be Read: Written for the
sga_flashfic 'Personal Item' challenge,
mz_bstone's fic is short but lovely, the prose poetic but not flowery. It is an interesting and thought-provoking look at Radek's childhood and his personal spiritual beliefs, all revolving around his personal item.
An enjoyable read that will take only a minute or two of your time.
Excerpt:
One of his first clear memories of his mother is with her rosary wrapped lightly around her clasped hands. She is kneeling in the church, and he is three, maybe four, shifting restlessly beside her. He reaches out to touch the dark glass beads, interspersed with amber, and they are warm to the touch. She opens her eyes, dark and smiling and she whispers, "Do you want to hold them too, Radek?" When he nods she takes his small hand in his own and loosely wraps a loop of beads around them both. She touches a dark bead and says, "We are here: Hail Mary, full of grace..." and he likes this one, because sometimes she sings it to him when he's half-asleep. They say it four times, her fingers touching his, moving them from dark bead to dark bead and then she says, "Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen." She touches his nose at that and smiles.
Pairing: None
Category: Atlantis, Gen
Warning: None
Author on LJ:
Author's Website: None (as far as I could tell)
Link: Dominus Tecum
Why This Must Be Read: Written for the
An enjoyable read that will take only a minute or two of your time.
Excerpt:
One of his first clear memories of his mother is with her rosary wrapped lightly around her clasped hands. She is kneeling in the church, and he is three, maybe four, shifting restlessly beside her. He reaches out to touch the dark glass beads, interspersed with amber, and they are warm to the touch. She opens her eyes, dark and smiling and she whispers, "Do you want to hold them too, Radek?" When he nods she takes his small hand in his own and loosely wraps a loop of beads around them both. She touches a dark bead and says, "We are here: Hail Mary, full of grace..." and he likes this one, because sometimes she sings it to him when he's half-asleep. They say it four times, her fingers touching his, moving them from dark bead to dark bead and then she says, "Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen." She touches his nose at that and smiles.