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Title: A Ring of Blue
Fandom: Stargate: SG-1
Rating: PG
Summary: SG-1 is on a rescue mission to a world ravaged by the Goa’uld; Daniel makes an impression.
His eyes are blue. Not the blue of the sky or the blue of the river you bathe in, but the exact color of the cheenlen stones from the quarry your village is known for. The cheenlen is used for the village kilns since it absorbs the heat better than any other material. Its wider use – what your people export, and what others come from afar to view and purchase – is cheenlen jewelry.
It is fitting, then, you think, that his eyes are this color. You have seen him bear more during your short time with him than most people should be required to, yet it does not make him bitter and unkind. The heat is directed inward... insulated by the mind and spirit of this man who would not see others come to harm through misdirected venom.
And just as the fine blue jewelry surpasses other decorations, so too does his beauty surpass any you have seen. You love his cheenlen-eyes the most, but that is far from all. Long, slender legs that stride purposefully to help others, strong arms that held you up one night when you could not bear to think of your world in continued danger, lips that overflowed with comfort and praise for your people and damnation for your enemies. Lips that set you aflame when you gaze upon them.
Tomorrow he leaves with his people through the Ring; you will set a ring of blue upon his finger and allow it to speak to him, as he goes, all the words that you cannot.
Fandom: Stargate: SG-1
Rating: PG
Summary: SG-1 is on a rescue mission to a world ravaged by the Goa’uld; Daniel makes an impression.
His eyes are blue. Not the blue of the sky or the blue of the river you bathe in, but the exact color of the cheenlen stones from the quarry your village is known for. The cheenlen is used for the village kilns since it absorbs the heat better than any other material. Its wider use – what your people export, and what others come from afar to view and purchase – is cheenlen jewelry.
It is fitting, then, you think, that his eyes are this color. You have seen him bear more during your short time with him than most people should be required to, yet it does not make him bitter and unkind. The heat is directed inward... insulated by the mind and spirit of this man who would not see others come to harm through misdirected venom.
And just as the fine blue jewelry surpasses other decorations, so too does his beauty surpass any you have seen. You love his cheenlen-eyes the most, but that is far from all. Long, slender legs that stride purposefully to help others, strong arms that held you up one night when you could not bear to think of your world in continued danger, lips that overflowed with comfort and praise for your people and damnation for your enemies. Lips that set you aflame when you gaze upon them.
Tomorrow he leaves with his people through the Ring; you will set a ring of blue upon his finger and allow it to speak to him, as he goes, all the words that you cannot.
