Renaissance
by marzipan77
GEN
SG-1
Rated: T+ for language and memories of violence
A series of fics beginning at Daniel's descent back to Earth from the Ascended Plane. Chapter by chapter, these fics, about 1000 words each, beginning with "A", will explore Daniel's attempt to regain his memories, his mortal existence, and his place within the SGC and on SG-1.
Warnings: Angst/Emotional Whump/Memories of Death
Written for the Alphabet Challenge on the Stargate Drabbles List.
Prelude
She blazed, fury and compassion brightening around her into an impenetrable shield of protection. He lay beside her, unmoving, unaware, his presence dimmed, his brilliance caged by the Others.
"He must be punished."
"No. He did nothing," Oma Desala projected, strong, sincere.
"Only because you prevented him."
"The failing was mine," she insisted.
A blinding wave of silence buffeted against her but Oma allowed it to pass over and through her and stood, untouched, her charge safe at her side. The presence of the Others diminished, but she sensed their unending vigilance, their concrete accord against her.
She would not waver. She had not erred, offering this one Ascension. His soul pulsed; it glowed and flashed amidst the congealed darkness of humanity. But the ties that she had thought severed at his death had drawn him back again and again to those he'd left behind. And his sadness, even as he reveled at a universe opened before his questing mind, defeated her guidance.
Oma had cleansed his psyche, had rekindled his physical body from the ether when she sensed a separate presence lingering nearby – so young, so very young, and yet his light was fueled by such love and loyalty. "He has chosen," she whispered, soundless.
"My brother." The unuttered words rode the gleaming strands of devotion towards her. "So empty."
"It was his decision to return so."
A wordless grief expanded to fill the cosmos.
She enfolded the young one with tendrils of support.
"And yet - he blazes."
Renaissance: (n) rebirth