Monday fic flashback

[marcicat]

Every year, a few more flowers bloom.
-Freedom’s Just Another Word For Nothing Left To Lose, by synecdochic

This is one of those fics that always, always makes me cry. (But in a good way?) This is the story of after — after you’ve been the hero, or the villain; after you’ve done the biggest thing you’ll ever do — what then?

The other line I always remember is Ronon’s:

“You’re fine,” Ronon says, and the weight that has been building in Rodney’s chest for the last week or so eases, because he is and he knows he is, but it’s easier to believe when it comes from someone else, someone who knows enough to be able to make the assessment.

Also there’s a sequel, and that one actually doesn’t make me cry, and so I’ve read it a couple extra times: and the band’s playing “hail to the chief”, by synecdochic.

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