NC-17 - novel, msr, everybody/other, angst, post-colonization
"It's getting dark now. The further the sun sets, the tighter that knot in my stomach gets. Night means beds. Women are too rare After and sex is too expensive a commodity. Ownership of any woman came with certain inalienable rights.
And I am Mulder's now."
text in parts: 1 2 3
the things one finds on old disks:
the original story
