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This is a short, nasty little post-Gethsemane AU, which suggests just one change: the phone doesn't ring. For those playing along at home, this is also the story I mentioned, the one that tries, however successfully, to talk about faith and the loss of it, for all my atheist status.
(In addition to that, it's also an exercise in procrastination and what happens when you listen to Dar Williams' "The Ocean" eighty-two times in four days. Seems like I have much babble about this fic. Maybe I'll do a commentary, if anyone's interested. Anyway, with the usual thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amchau, on with the show.)
Fic:: What The Ocean Can Know Of A Body
by Raven
R, The X-Files, gen UST. The phone doesn't ring.
( the phone doesn't ring )
(In addition to that, it's also an exercise in procrastination and what happens when you listen to Dar Williams' "The Ocean" eighty-two times in four days. Seems like I have much babble about this fic. Maybe I'll do a commentary, if anyone's interested. Anyway, with the usual thanks to
amchau, on with the show.)Fic:: What The Ocean Can Know Of A Body
by Raven
R, The X-Files, gen UST. The phone doesn't ring.
( the phone doesn't ring )
