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Enemy Mine, Saviour,PG,Past Fic

Title: Saviour
'verse: Enemy Mine, past fic
Character(s): Smoke, allusions to the Shadow King
Rating: PG 
Word count: 133

A/N: This is about a rather curious and elusive creature, who seems to be rather shy unless she's doing something reluctantly heroic. 


She runs, the wind at her back, dark hair fluttering like a tattered banner.



Slim legs pound against ebon sand, pushing the not-human's body to its limit and further. Desperation and purpose, a dangerous combination, running together like life-blood.


The box shimmers, faintly opaque despite the starless night, from underneath her crooked arm. In the Dark Lands the sky is strangely absent of illumination: there is no sun, no moon or stars. There is nothing but the Shadow that Drowns, and the ghost of a promise of something more ...one day...someday...


Never
, if things are not taken in hand.



A resolute figure, eyes narrowed, makes her way to the Border, to the line that even he may not cross, carrying with her a precious burden that holds the key to a nation's salvation.

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pixiesdelight
Feb. 20th, 2007 05:43 pm (UTC)
Thankies *fixes*

Hmmm... Smoke isn't the musicbox dancer, no. She's --well, something else entirely, actually. She (the dancer) won't be making an appearance, just yet.

Anyway, for reasons, known only to herself, Smoke has decided that it would be a clever idea to steal the musicbox from the Shadow King. I can only imagine how he's going to react...

::grins::

I'm glad that you like it, and thank you again for such a thoughtful review.

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