The sacred beauty of an open door.

...have kids. Perhaps it's because---race dynamics being what they are in this country and my clients mostly being Women of Color-- whiteness just trumps everything, ie if they needed a reason not to trust me, the fact that I am white is plenty enough. ...--they open the door and let me in. I hope that no matter how long I do this job, I'll always remember what an act of trust and generosity that is.

AU: London, New Year's Eve, 2006

... should think I'd most definitely remember if we had." The Doctor: /... used for to see the stark whiteness of nothing on it. Instead he ... He wants to say do you remember the first time I made you...the Doctor's and tries to remember what's real and what's...I can't... stop making me remember." And even just saying that makes...awfully big difference between making you remember and not letting you forget," ...

Fic: Here

...slip away under the water, but I felt like he was referencing a previous conversation that I couldn’t remember having had with him. “Are you okay?” I asked, keeping my tone gentle and as non-judgmental as ... had left his mouth. We sat in silence for a few minutes, my eyes readjusting to the whiteness of the hospital hallway we were sitting in. The intercom overhead buzzed, but I couldn’t make out ...

Fourth autumn leaf: Three dreams

...t surprise him, not really…nothing surprises him at all. The only thing that bothers him is white: whiteness is everywhere around him. He doesn’t like it: this white silence bothers him. The only sound ... Die’s skin…he had a dream and there was something about Die’s skin. He can’t remember anymore what it was: dreams really are a mystery.   Shinya yawns. Twice. It’s too early...

Fourth autumn leaf: Three dreams

...t surprise him, not really…nothing surprises him at all. The only thing that bothers him is white: whiteness is everywhere around him. He doesn’t like it: this white silence bothers him. The only sound ... Die’s skin…he had a dream and there was something about Die’s skin. He can’t remember anymore what it was: dreams really are a mystery.   Shinya yawns. Twice. It’s too early...

Fourth autumn leaf: Three dreams

...t surprise him, not really…nothing surprises him at all. The only thing that bothers him is white: whiteness is everywhere around him. He doesn’t like it: this white silence bothers him. The only sound ... Die’s skin…he had a dream and there was something about Die’s skin. He can’t remember anymore what it was: dreams really are a mystery.   Shinya yawns. Twice. It’s too early...

Chaos, War and the Black Rose of Time: The Beginning - Chapter six - Chapter eight

... others to go into full protest.   Amara of course had been the deciding figure. Kame barely remember her Ruby eyes staring at him intently as Jin undid the ties on the bed; eventually freeing...of course Kame chan.” Pi beamed happily as Kame hesitantly looked around his surroundings; taking in the whiteness of everything before turning back to the other man with an odd expression.   “I’m ...

Damned/Xenosaga: Picturesque Madness

... If prompted, Alan couldn't quite remember how the girl had put the ... Spiritual death. Putrefaction. Then Albedo, the whiteness and purification. Citrinitas. Yellowness. The awakening...a memory, because fetuses couldn't remember. And yet, he dreamed of a..., feeling wounds he couldn't remember; his chest felt hollow, resounding with.... He swallowed, and couldn't remember how to breathe. He stumbled off...

... stalls without curtains? eh Finish the sentence: Remember, remember... the fifth of november, the ...? california. no How often do you remember your dreams? What did you last dream ... guardian (52) Would you rather walk in eternal whiteness or eternal blackness? whiteness (53) Do you believe in life on other planets? not exactly? (...I don't want to tap-dance! Remember, remember the 5th of November. The ...

[NaNoWriMo]: Nocturnal Melee, II.I

... look hollow and sunken-in, and the same color too. I wasn’t staring at a punker too young to remember an era neither of us had witnessed with our own eyes, but a kid wishing the Goth scene hadn’t ...it hadn’t been for the paleness of his skin. Not even a spray-on tan could have masked the sheer whiteness of it—it would be like trying to paint marble. The paint would go on, of course, but would ...