Title: Lit By Lightning Length: 659.
Summary: Crais' thoughts before the Starburst aboard Scorpius' Command Carrier.
The words in italics are from the song Lightning by Adam Duritz
It's crazy but often clear often clear..
We shimmer and disappear
In color in black and white black and white..
We slowly fade out of sight
but these days were lit by lightning
thin lines of light
Magnificent. A crowning glory. Once. Now an empty shell. Where did I go wrong? Was there a point I made an error of judgement? Could I have changed the now by tarrying somewhere or being another place?
Endless questions; but a pointless exercise. If I made a mistake, it is made now. I can change nothing. Nothing about the past anyway. All I can do is try to control my future. His future.
It's crazy but somehow clear somehow clear
we ride in silence out of fear
We've spoken seem come alive come alive
we prefer the silence of the blind
But these days were lit by lightning
thin lines of light
So much destruction, so much waste. It is too dark. There is nothing left of his personality now. Odd to think that if I were still a Peacekeeper this would be the preferred outcome. I should have listened; Leviathans do not make warrior ships. But then, I was too arrogant, too proud. And this is where that arrogance and pride have come to – a ghost ship in the hands of our enemies.
Scorpius believes he can control Talyn. Control myself. But Scorpius makes the error I did: believe that he is more powerful than he truly is. I control my own destiny.
"There is much in life that is unfair. We are all proof of that." I told Aeryn that. I still hold that true, for life is unfair. Is it fair that the abomination that is Scorpius should continue when Talyn dies dormant? The knowledge that he seeks, that Crichton carries, could lead to the Peacekeepers holding sway over countless worlds. The end of the Scarren threat. But it is knowledge that is too powerful, too dangerous. The Peacekeepers cannot be allowed to possess it. Scorpius cannot be allowed to possess it.
These days
were lit by lines
of sharp
white
shock
white
ice
hard
cold
white
light
This is the decision I have made. There may not be another option, but I make this decision regardless. I have followed rules and regulations and the paths that others have set for me before. I will not any longer.
Scorpius plans to wipe Talyn's mind, his memory; to 'restore' him to being a Peacekeeper vessel. This I will not allow. Better to die as he is than to exist as a nonentity.
It will not be expected – a Starburst in such enclosed conditions. Scorpius could not even entertain the possibility that I would consider this path. Crichton calls it suicide. Maybe I will die. Maybe I won't. I am uncertain what I plan will lead to, only that Talyn will be out of Scorpius' hands, that the Starburst will destroy the Command Carrier and the development of the wormhole technology along with it.
Unlike Scorpius, who makes his plans for Talyn without any consultation, I have asked him. He knows what I intend for us to do, the possibility that we will both perish. But he feels as I; that it is better to die free than to live dominated. He understands the dangers, both of what we attempt and what is at risk.
We are ready.
As he powers up, the lights come back on. I feel the stir of his mind within my own. The confusion is gone. We are of one mind on this.
We're crazy but often kind often kind
we rage in violence blind
Together and then alone then alone
we race in small circles home
but these days
were lit by lightning
"Talyn - Starburst."
Thin lines of light
These days
were lit by lines of sharp
white
light
These days
Were lit by lightning
Thin lines of light.....
These days..
were lit by light