[Fic] "The Transient and the Eternal: Fluffy things" -- Angel Sanctuary

I'm doing thirtyforthree again, this time for Kira Sakuya/Mudo Setsuna/Mudo Sara from Kaori Yuki's Angel Sanctuary. There will be spoilers in nearly every theme -- given the characters, it's nearly impossible to avoid them! -- and a lot of potentially objectionable content. This is because the source manga has a lot of potentially objectionable content. If incest squicks you, or you know you'll be bothered by some extremely strange and often negative interpretations of Judeo-Christian theology, you probably won't want to read any of these stories.

With that said...

Theme: #27 - Fluffy things
Warnings: spoilers!
Notes: This ficlet is set post-manga -- in 2008, actually -- with all the attendant spoilers.

For the curious, the mortal post-manga timeline goes Remembering, Hidden, Surprise, Talking over distance, "Snowfall," "Looking," "Dreaming," Fluffy things, "Clouds," "Babies," and "If only." This story is fairly heavy on internal continuity -- it references the Sailor Pluto joke from "Surprise," Sara and Setsuna's conversation from "Hidden," and, of course, Kira and Setsuna's 'experiment' from Kisses, a mortal pre-manga ficlet.

Belial is referred to as Mad Hatter, and 'he,' since that's how Setsuna first met hir. (There's another reason as well, but that explanation is for another ficlet. *grin*)

( The Transient and the Eternal: Fluffy things )

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These past few weeks, I've been teetering on the edge of a blue funk. I know how to head them off these days -- no more lost weeks for me! -- but it does mean that my sleep schedule goes all to hell. I start looking for something meaningful to latch onto, something to do. I know that creating something -- writing something, making something new -- is one of the best ways to drag myself back up, but I feel empty and flat and dull, and listless, and it's so hard to make the words come.

I've been reading a lot instead, mostly Highlander fanfiction -- I've noticed that I have a tendency to fall into obsessive behavior when I'm trying to avoid a funk (or when I gave in to a funk, in the old days), and I think it's part of that same scrabble to find a handhold and climb back out of my own head.

...

Bah.

I took a long walk this evening, which is another way I keep myself from falling. I went to Ithaca Falls and watched the water for a while. One reason I love living in Ithaca and do not want to move is that I don't know many other places with such easy access to running water and waterfalls, and I find running water immensely soothing and uplifting. Even in the depths of a funk, I could usually find an hour or two of peace and connection after spending ten to thirty minutes just watching a waterfall.

It's the easiest meditation exercise I know of.