Originally posted by MrsB108
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Here's my entry to Camy's challenge for Secrets:
Well????
Spoiler:
Secrets. Secrets lay all around us, lying dormant, biding time. They slither upon and inside us, festering, lingering, waiting, for the perfect moment to reveal themselves. They are vicious and unwavering. They are truth and truth is eternal……….
Ronon and John sparred viciously that day. Ronon seemed to be filled with the spirit of a wild animal and had given John no mercy. John liked the competition but felt something was different with Ronon, but said nothing. He was breathless and bruised by the time Teyla came to watch as she stood in the doorway, arms crossed, smiling at them.
Ronon gave her no attention and continued with his attack. He had a fury in him and knocked John hard to the ground causing him to shout in pain as Teyla came running over to his aid. Ronon had the banta stick tight to his throat.” Get off of him, Ronon!” she yelled. Ronon’s eyes were burning through John, swirling with pain. His grip was unrelenting. Teyla picked up John’s fallen stick and whacked Ronon hard with it. Ronon let go and looked up at Teyla.
“What are you thinking?” Teyla cried as she tended to a gasping John.
Ronon mumbled an apology and quickly walked out leaving them confused. His thoughts centered on only one thing. He didn’t know what to do; he didn’t know how to feel. He backtracked his steps and peered in the gym, lurking in the shadow, to watch Teyla help Colonel Sheppard to his feet and his heart burned with the burden of his secret.
Ronon and John sparred viciously that day. Ronon seemed to be filled with the spirit of a wild animal and had given John no mercy. John liked the competition but felt something was different with Ronon, but said nothing. He was breathless and bruised by the time Teyla came to watch as she stood in the doorway, arms crossed, smiling at them.
Ronon gave her no attention and continued with his attack. He had a fury in him and knocked John hard to the ground causing him to shout in pain as Teyla came running over to his aid. Ronon had the banta stick tight to his throat.” Get off of him, Ronon!” she yelled. Ronon’s eyes were burning through John, swirling with pain. His grip was unrelenting. Teyla picked up John’s fallen stick and whacked Ronon hard with it. Ronon let go and looked up at Teyla.
“What are you thinking?” Teyla cried as she tended to a gasping John.
Ronon mumbled an apology and quickly walked out leaving them confused. His thoughts centered on only one thing. He didn’t know what to do; he didn’t know how to feel. He backtracked his steps and peered in the gym, lurking in the shadow, to watch Teyla help Colonel Sheppard to his feet and his heart burned with the burden of his secret.
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