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Aye, There's the Rum
By Obfusc8er
Rating: PG for generally dark atmosphere
Classification: 100-word drabble, POV fic, unnecessary fill-in for "Amor
Fati".
Disclaimer: The party of the first part denies all ownership of the parties of the
second part. Wooo! Party!

Distribution: Please ask before archiving.

Note: I often wonder what is left unsaid, but especially in the Biogenesis
storyline. This is a speculation.

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You wonder how I'm able to continue the work, to manifest the dreams of
geniuses and madmen. Simply, I was never emotionally attached. Feelings are
mere shadows. A man's work is the substance of his life, the cup of victory.

But you--are my weakness.

I've secretly admired your zeal. I've savored witnessing that same passion
drive you to the edge of oblivion. You've suffered greatly, more than any
ordinary man could bear. But your work is soon finished and your dreams
mere shadows.

Your wine will be spilled.

Our table is prepared, Fox. The time for communion is near.



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End