Title:                    Crossing the Wire (1/1)
Author:                Little Spooky
Classification:       VA; POEM; Mulder POV
Rating:                 G
Summary:            How Mulder really feels when he has his downtimes.
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Crossing the Wire
Little Spooky

I sit at the edge of the darkness, brooding.
Sometimes I long to step beyond its borders
And lose myself in its entirety,
Enveloping myself in its embrace.

And yet I stay.  Not at one with the darkness
Nor yet of the light which surrounds it.
I walk the land of shadows,
In between the worlds;
Looking, always looking
For the gap in the ether.

Dancing through the shadows and fox-fire
Am I; looking, always looking.
There are benefits from each side -
Each promises peace, and resolution.

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"Nothing happens in contradiction to nature;
 only in contradiction to what we know of it.
 So that's a place to start.  That's where the hope is."

                    - Dana Scully, 'Herrenvolk'

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