The Beauty of River
By Childhood Aspirations
Disclaimer: I do not own Firefly, or the characters, etc...
Beauty.
There's beauty everywhere.
They don't see it. They see the hard things. They see the cold things. They see the problems.
I see the beauty.
My name is…is…River…?
Will you play with me?
It's so fascinating. Life. The intricacy with which we're made.
My brother's a doctor. He sews people up; he doesn't hurt them.
The captain hurts people, but I know he doesn't like it. I like him. I like all of them.
Even Jayne.
Serenity… Beauty…
One and the same.
Simon always says it's going to be alright. I don't think he believes it though. He just says it to make me feel better. Cause one day, they're coming for me, and the world is going to end, and…
Blue hands, two by two…
Where's the beauty in that?
My name is River. I am Serenity.
Isn't that ironic?
(A/N- I apologize, because I'm pretty sure I messed River's character up really bad. She's really not that easy to write, and this whole drabble was completely random and pointless. ...Please review anyway...? I don't mind if you don't like it... Thanks! -C.A.)