Title: Identity
Content Warnings: Drabble and weirdness = Athenafic
Pairings: Sam-ish other/other not he who must not be named -Wait isn't that Harry Potter?-
Spoilers: Major for NEW ORDER
Season: Eight
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: It has no……
Author's notes: As far as I know, no one has delved into the sickness of this weird sub-plot, apart from Sally Reeve, I just thought it would be…..interesting.
Archive: Anywhere. I'm my own publicist.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING. And I owe even less...
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This is for Laura hey girl who likes my old style better…hope it's closer this time. x
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Identity
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Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick…… Tick.
Mindless sounds, 'monotonous' as my love would say…
Beating on heart strings not present. These so called eyelashes flicker, allowing dilation. Far from the dilatory function…of our brethren. Our kind.
The covering, so life like, so smooth, translucent…
Like the rest of it, unimportant, unneeded, not within our life parameter or restraint. Decoration. Not the reason of said life, perpetuation, replication.
Life.
We feel nothing. Sense everything.
Only the life that we are given.
A life, that is not….mine.
I am told that life, said life is precious.
Unique.
Unique life only reigns as part of identity.
I have no identity.
My name is therefore not….Major, Doctor Samantha Carter USAF, second in command to one…Colonel O'Neill, Two ell's.
I am life.
"My love." He calls, "I believe we have found a new home for us…for our family."
And she does not exist…within.
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PS. I also made this into a wallpaper. So Just Holler if you want it
Athena-
Content Warnings: Drabble and weirdness = Athenafic
Pairings: Sam-ish other/other not he who must not be named -Wait isn't that Harry Potter?-
Spoilers: Major for NEW ORDER
Season: Eight
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: It has no……
Author's notes: As far as I know, no one has delved into the sickness of this weird sub-plot, apart from Sally Reeve, I just thought it would be…..interesting.
Archive: Anywhere. I'm my own publicist.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING. And I owe even less...
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This is for Laura hey girl who likes my old style better…hope it's closer this time. x
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Identity
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Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick…… Tick.
Mindless sounds, 'monotonous' as my love would say…
Beating on heart strings not present. These so called eyelashes flicker, allowing dilation. Far from the dilatory function…of our brethren. Our kind.
The covering, so life like, so smooth, translucent…
Like the rest of it, unimportant, unneeded, not within our life parameter or restraint. Decoration. Not the reason of said life, perpetuation, replication.
Life.
We feel nothing. Sense everything.
Only the life that we are given.
A life, that is not….mine.
I am told that life, said life is precious.
Unique.
Unique life only reigns as part of identity.
I have no identity.
My name is therefore not….Major, Doctor Samantha Carter USAF, second in command to one…Colonel O'Neill, Two ell's.
I am life.
"My love." He calls, "I believe we have found a new home for us…for our family."
And she does not exist…within.
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PS. I also made this into a wallpaper. So Just Holler if you want it
Athena-