Chapters: 1/2
Rating K
Pairing: None
Beta: All on my own with this one. All mistakes are mine to keep.
Disclaimers: Atlantis and its marvelous characters are not mine. But they help me at times
A/N I guess this one came out of having a long lasting cold that left me feeling drained. I could empathize with Atlantis about lack of energy and having too much to do.
She was tired, so very tired. It had been a long time since she had the strength needed to do all of the things that were expected of her. So many tasks to be completed. It had been necessary to let some of the less important tasks fall to the wayside. She had one, all important main task that she could never stop. If she did, then all would be lost.
All she wanted to do was sleep. She needed to rest and rebuild her strength if she was going to be able to continue her work. Was it too much to ask to be allowed to sink into a peaceful slumber for a short time? Was it too much to ask to able to take a much needed rest?
The answer is "Yes, it is too much to ask!"
If she did not do her job, who would? No one else could. She alone was the one who was appointed to this job. There was no one else who had the capabilities to do what needed to be done.
Loneliness was a feeling she had grown accustomed to. There had been a time when she had wished for a minute of solitude to collect her self and prepare for the next job. That was a luxury she thought she would never have. Now, she had all the solitude that she could ever wish for and she was tired of it. It was hard to be motivated to do things when she knew there would be no one around to appreciate them. No one to interact with. And there was no end in sight.
Sometimes she would take time to remember what life had been like. Life had been full, busy, exciting, and always changing. She had always been doing something. She had many tasks to perform, most trivial, but some were extremely important. They were life maintaining. It seemed as if someone had always needed her help. There were the groundbreaking projects that could not be completed without her assistance as well as the small, inconsequential details of everyday life that she dealt with on a daily basis.
At times she wondered if she was so tired now because of what she was expected to do or because she had to do it alone. She could not remember ever being so tired before. In fact, she was usually the opposite. She had been exhilarated by all the demands placed on her. The busier she was, the better she performed. She was the one everyone needed and she needed that.
Now she was alone. No one to work with. No one to interact with. No one to look after. Why should she continue to do her work? Who would know or care if she just stopped doing her job?
The answer is; She would know!
Yes, she would know, and so would one other. It was partially because of this "other" that she had not given up long ago. This one brought a touch of hope that her perseverance was going to be worth the effort. This "one" who was technically in her care, but for whom she did nothing more then watch over while she rested. This one who, in regular intervals, gave her a much needed energy boost she needed to carry on. This lone soul was unaware of any presence other than her own. She goes about her one and only task quickly and efficiently then returns to rest. The two of them were working together to fulfill a dream, a vision.
This vision belonged to others and she had been the one left to see it through to its fruition. She took this duty to heart. Her hopes and dreams were secondary to the task she had been charged with. She would carry on with her task until the goal was reached or it was no longer possible for her to go on.
She feared she was reaching the point that the second option was more probable. She was tired and weak. She almost could not remember what it felt like to be full of energy and ready to face any challenge. She needed to conserve her energy and become more focused on how and where she could expend power. At times, she had needed to sacrifice parts of herself to be able to continue with her duty. She was running out of options.
