A Light in the Dark
Author's
Note: This is just an
idea that came to me. No beta's were harmed in the
making of this. So all mistakes are my own. All
feedback is welcome.
Disclaimer: Not mine. If it was we'd have a Farscape Channel.
He couldn't see in the dark. A dark so deep, even as white light rippled
through, it was absorbed. He wanted to speak out, to shout, to
break up the darkness and the silence that surrounded him.
Once upon a time he didn't want to be here. He was an aberration cast within a
sea of supposed normalcy, but now that time was gone. He belonged here. He was
a part of the equation that made up the life aboard this Leviathan. Even
though, for a short time he was gone. He knew he had been missed.
He knew. He knows...what it is like to be alone. The only company
really to be had were memories. Memories that can
easily be distorted by time and impatience. But patience must be found
and coveted. Patience was all he had in the time to come. His path is clear
now. He can see through the dark that tries to infiltrate his very being and
make it its own. One false step and all will be lost, and he cannot survive
that again. He had fought for too long what he had gained. His very
life…existence depends on it. Distorted memories...thoughts over time can be a
blessing in disguise he has learned. He can take advantage of this, and he
will. Soon Crichton will come to think as he does, and be able to see through
the dark and know. Know as he does, thanks to Scorpius’ that the Peacekeepers
are the only ones on the correct path.
Originally
posted April 23, 2004