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Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008 11:06 am
Happy birthday, [livejournal.com profile] moonshayde!

We're commemorating two years' worth of gen recs over at [livejournal.com profile] stargateficrec with SG-1 Gen Fic Day!

Reply to this post with commentfic, drabbles, links to new works or WIPs, and fic recs - anything, as long as it's gen and SG-1.

If you've written a ficlet for Alphabet Soup, include it in the comments here or supply a link to the fic on your own LJ. I'll collate them all into one big Alphabet Soup when we've got Daniel completely defined from A to Z! There are still a few letters left to claim if you want to join in the fun.

This post will remain open for submissions until Thursday morning my time, which is midnight or so on the West Coast in the States.

Write! Post! Comment! Squee! Have fun. :)

ETA: There are still ten hours or so left on the official deadline. It's bedtime in my part of the world, but I wanted to point out there are three letters left for Alphabet Soup: O, R, and Y. If you'd like to take one and help us finish, just leave a comment so that others will know not to claim it.

I'd love to wake up tomorrow morning and find our Alphabet Soup all done! :)
Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008 05:34 pm (UTC)
The human mind works in strange ways. Daniel discovered that multiple times in his life, but he was surprised by his own mind especially when it came to his childhood. He couldn't remember much of his parents, aside from the accident which had been forever burned into his brain, but sometimes he caught glimpses of them. Sometimes it happened in his dreams, sometimes a common sight or scent suddenly seemed to trigger a memory long buried.

Usually, he treasured these glimpses - they were all he had. But this time, they were unsolicited and unwanted.

Standing at the grave of his wife in the hot Abydonian sun, he could remember the first funeral he had ever been to, which had been so very different. It had been a cold and wet day, so much unlike this one. He had known almost none of the people that came to his parents' funeral and expressed sympathy to him, while here he knew everybody's names and loved them all. Which, in a way, made it harder.

He couldn't bear standing there anymore.

"Good son."

Son.

The year on Abydos had been the best of his life so far and Daniel couldn't imagine his life ever being this wonderful again. He had found his soulmate here, his brothers and sisters and also, a father. A father so different from his real father, but a father nonetheless.

"It was a beautiful ceremony good father," he heard himself respond, just like in his vision.

Father.

He would come back. Come back with Sha're's son, who deserved to have parents. And to see the one person he called a father.

[please use [livejournal.com profile] yviwriting as author name for the Alphabet Soup]
Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008 05:37 pm (UTC)
Oh, wow. Absolutely awesome in its sheer simplicity and power. With the extra bonus of another reason why he loved Shifu!

Thanks for the heads-up re the credit. :)
Thursday, April 3rd, 2008 12:30 am (UTC)
Aw, I love how Daniel still treasures the familial connection with Abydos, even during (or especially on) this sad occasion.