Okay... I don't think that I'll be leaving any time soon))) Last night I've been reading a rather good SG-1 fic before going to bed (very stupid of me!), and the author generally helped Tanith to survive the events of "48 hours", and it is definitely a good thing, but there was a mention that Tanith have never had an actual home, and it made me extremely sorry for him and for Hebron both. Also there is a beautiful song in my playlist, it's in Russian, and I'm not a poet to make a proper translation, but there is something like this:
"And steel is laughing, drunk with blood,
Do you know how they've been waiting for you?
There was no life, there was only war,
And your footsteps are light as you're striding towards your death"
Guess whom I thought (and cried) about? *facepalm*
"And steel is laughing, drunk with blood,
Do you know how they've been waiting for you?
There was no life, there was only war,
And your footsteps are light as you're striding towards your death"
Guess whom I thought (and cried) about? *facepalm*
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