#7 Stormy Horizons (Soul Rider Series)
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tinyfandomflashTitle: After It All
Author:senmut
Fandom: The Soul Rider Series (Jack L. Chalker)
Rating: Gen
Category: Gen
Relationship(s): None
Character(s): Spirt
Word Count: 150
Spoiler: None
Summary: Years later, Spirit reflects.
Notes/Warnings: None
Spirit looked out over the Flux, then back at Anchor, standing between them. It had been so long since that final fight that freed their world from fear of the Hellgates, since they learned the truth.
Well, a handful of them knew the truth. The Guardians, the Soul Riders — all those that had carried one or the other, and Matson.
She wondered where her father was, didn't even think the man might be dead, because Matson was the legend.
She saw the bank of clouds rolling over Anchor, decided she didn't much feel like it, and turned into the Flux.
It was where she was most at home, ever since the battle. Anchors were… fixed, stagnant in certain ways. In others, they were the only place that true innovation could happen.
She wondered, though, if that wouldn't eventually bite them all in the ass.
Humans were still terrible, after all.
Author:
senmutFandom: The Soul Rider Series (Jack L. Chalker)
Rating: Gen
Category: Gen
Relationship(s): None
Character(s): Spirt
Word Count: 150
Spoiler: None
Summary: Years later, Spirit reflects.
Notes/Warnings: None
Spirit looked out over the Flux, then back at Anchor, standing between them. It had been so long since that final fight that freed their world from fear of the Hellgates, since they learned the truth.
Well, a handful of them knew the truth. The Guardians, the Soul Riders — all those that had carried one or the other, and Matson.
She wondered where her father was, didn't even think the man might be dead, because Matson was the legend.
She saw the bank of clouds rolling over Anchor, decided she didn't much feel like it, and turned into the Flux.
It was where she was most at home, ever since the battle. Anchors were… fixed, stagnant in certain ways. In others, they were the only place that true innovation could happen.
She wondered, though, if that wouldn't eventually bite them all in the ass.
Humans were still terrible, after all.
