sga_flashfic | Massachusetts by Casspeach

Challenge: Darkness
Title: Massachusetts
Author: casspeach
Pairing: nope (first time ever)
Rating: PG
Summary: And he had left her behind, bereft in the darkness once more.
Spoilers: Siege
Author's notes: Written very quickly, because the bunnies always strike when I'm about to leave for work. I really like this kind of fic when other people have written it. I'm less sure about mine. The title is from the Beegees song, which I now have on my brain and will for the rest of the day. This is the shortest thing I have ever posted.

Massachusetts

She felt him leave, and it was like darkness falling all over again. The long lonely darkness that had faded, as truly painful memories sometimes do, once he'd come to her. She could still recall it, as he stepped through the watercircle it had felt like the sun breaking through storm clouds. She'd felt herself reaching out to him like a plant towards the light, tentative and spindly at first but drawing strength as she grew again. Never back to her former glory, after her initial bright stab of hope she'd realised he was the only brightness among the party, the others mere candles to his solar flare, and even he was not as those who had left her to darkness and solitude all that time before.

She still craved his light, the others not bright enough to illuminate her beauty sufficiently, even though they had grown in number, slowly at first and then another influx of twilight through the watercircle when the dark ones had come.

Briefly then, she had felt almost returned to herself, but it was life fed from danger, a bright flash of lightning, rather than the steady brilliance of a life-giving sun as her candles and her solar flare had fought the ones who wished to bring only darkness to her, as they had done before. She wanted to help, wanted to drive away the darkness, but she was weak and tired, undernourished before the fight even began, and she could really only do what he gave her the fire to achieve.

It wasn't enough.

And now he was leaving her again, leaving her to the dim hope that these lesser lights would prevail. He had left them behind, despite his strong bonds with them, stronger than those who had left her before would ever have permitted themselves with such lowly beings.

And he had left her behind, bereft in the darkness once more.