Tannenbaum

Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree
You give me something good to read.

reaching out

I was thinking of a movie called Last Night. Spoilers: the world will end at midnight and two people who are holding guns to each others heads, wanting to control their own deaths, ready to shoot each other right before the end, kiss instead. Two people meet, come to trust each other, and kiss just and the world is ending. It's such a life affirming image: life reaching out and growing even in the midst of death.

And isn't that was Megan was doing? Her friend Lenore is posting her final messages to us, will be into February. She's still reaching out.

Fic: Shanshu 7 - Reflections

Title: Reflections
Fandom: BtVS
Prompt: 438 - Whimsy
Rating: G
Summary: Part 7 of Shanshu
Word Count: 961
Note: After the previous chapter I was asked why Xander's reaction was so extreme so I came up with some backstory for Xander and Willow. Oh, and for LA as well.

( Spike had killed two Slayers. Xander could picture them, well, no, he couldn't because he didn't know the details and yet he could. He'd seen so many dead Slayers, girls new to their calling, Watcherless, alone, outnumbered. Maybe no one got the credit when it was dozens against one. Maybe Spike still had the high-count for Slayer kills. Xander wished the vampire away. The conservative look – pinstripe shirt and khakis – as well as a return to what must be his natural hair color didn't make Spike any less undead. )