Word Game
By: DekotaSkye
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, the Jim Henson Company does, and.whoever else. Not Beta proof all mistakes are mine. Rate G-sap
Home. Detention home. Foster home. Harvest home. Funeral home. Not a pleasant thought. Home is where the heart is. Home is where you hang your hat. The social unit formed by family living together. Home world.a place of origin.
John let the words drift and glide around his brain. Sitting on the edge of the port window in the center chamber he watched as Moya gracefully glade through the stars.
Earth. Moya. Milky Way. Uncharted territories. Dad, Olivia and Susan. Aeryn, D'Argo and Chiana. Family unit. Folks. Kin. Adopted family.
He continued word game, as he looked back down at his journal. He stretched on yet another star-chart. He pen in names by each one. A smile flickered across his lips. The largest, brightest star in the center of his chart bared the name Aeryn.
Aeryn. Home. Family.
The sound of approaching footsteps caused him to look up. Aeryn stood there staring at him with her soft, warm smile.
Yeah, he realized he had indeed found his way home.
By: DekotaSkye
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, the Jim Henson Company does, and.whoever else. Not Beta proof all mistakes are mine. Rate G-sap
Home. Detention home. Foster home. Harvest home. Funeral home. Not a pleasant thought. Home is where the heart is. Home is where you hang your hat. The social unit formed by family living together. Home world.a place of origin.
John let the words drift and glide around his brain. Sitting on the edge of the port window in the center chamber he watched as Moya gracefully glade through the stars.
Earth. Moya. Milky Way. Uncharted territories. Dad, Olivia and Susan. Aeryn, D'Argo and Chiana. Family unit. Folks. Kin. Adopted family.
He continued word game, as he looked back down at his journal. He stretched on yet another star-chart. He pen in names by each one. A smile flickered across his lips. The largest, brightest star in the center of his chart bared the name Aeryn.
Aeryn. Home. Family.
The sound of approaching footsteps caused him to look up. Aeryn stood there staring at him with her soft, warm smile.
Yeah, he realized he had indeed found his way home.