From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: Mon, 22 May 2000 16:55:16 -0500
Subject: The Pleiades\' Infinite by Kailee White
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Title:  The Pleiades' Infinite

Author:  Kailee White

E-mail:  emily_jane99@hotmail.com

Rating: PG-13

Summary:  A moment of solemn reflection, under a 
blanket of the night sky.

Disclaimer:  I know, I know, they aren't mine.   
The characters Mulder and Scully and any other 
one I don't make up here belong to Chris Carter, 
1013 Productions and 21st Century Fox.  No money 
is being made by my futile attempts to satisfy 
the questions aroused by the aforementioned creators.

Archive:  Sure thing, though I'd like a little note 
telling me where.  


*** "The Pleiades' Infinite" ***

Through the cold air of the luminous skies, the 
universe is revealed to me in its profound mystery.  
The Pleiades blaze forth across its infinite, nothing 
gracing the zenith, so soft.  Seen from afar, on this 
park bench to which I have become so accustomed to, 
the sky is endless, it's magnitude immeasurable by 
any standard.  

Beneath the star's light, I gaze with quiet 
introspection upon the fabric of reality in search 
of meaning; meaning that is all new and something I 
am not accustomed to; I am pregnant.  

I had the nurse repeat the test 3 times to confirm 
her initial results.  There is no dissenting it.  My
hand finds its way to my stomach, finding solitude 
upon that which brings new life.  Deep within the 
soul moves a terror stirred by simple, eternal 
beauty missed by daily concerns.  This simple beauty 
that is arising within me is not unwanted; rather 
something I never dreamed could possibly happen. 
Perhaps it's woven within the fate of the universe, 
or within it's perception, a reflection of my mind.  
Sitting here in the warm breeze as Orion rises in 
the east, I find there is clarity of vision for the
eye that looks within.

A blind man can never see the stars and cannot 
enjoy the beauty of Orion, but he can sleep better
at night for he never wonders what stars are.  The
person who never looks within does not enjoy the 
beauty of life, but can sleep better at night, for
he never wonders what life is.  Our task must be 
to awaken to the knowledge of our impending 
reality; then things shall be again as they were 
before, for wisdom is the silent completion of 
the soul.  I can't sleep at night either.  Just
as I have always dreaded the day in which 
Mulder wouldn't return, I was never fully 
prepared for the ramifications of those harsh
thoughts.  I could only imagine.

The stars and skies hold infinite possibilities,
for mankind and for science.  This newfound 
revelation holds new possibilities for me.  
Things I always wanted, but could never have, 
are now plausible.  But the one person who needs
to be here, with me and this new life, is not.  
The sky is now his dwelling place, the stars his
home.  I don't want to continue this path alone,
not without him.  But I cannot give up hope.  I 
won't.  He never ceased his quest to find me, and 
sharing in that determination I won't concede until I
find him, and bring him back.  

The wind has picked up, swirling around me like the 
thoughts which have created a permanent residence 
within my mind.  I draw my knees up to my chest, 
shivering at the roughness of the sweater I wear upon
my skin. In a few months, I won't be able to perform
this simple act of comfort.  I cannot comprehend what
has happened to me.  The timeline of events that have 
taken place in my life seem to contradict my current
state of health.  

The stars are a blanket of consolation for me tonight. 
Not only do they provide a shelter for me, and my 
incredible thoughts, but they hold my best friend
within their magnitude.  The constellations formed by
an intricate network of the stars are radiant and
resilient.  I imagine that Mulder is there,
amongst the stars, shining down upon me, upon our
child. I recognize the obvious, the belt of Orion, 
the massive size of the Pleiades.  The stars do seem
to go on forever, an infinite of bright lights and 
dark seas.

I want him back.

My baby, our baby, needs him back.

I will find you, Mulder, amongst those stars you
looked at not so long ago, searching for signs of
life, the life which now binds you to their world.
Those words echo resoundingly, the stars twinkle
and shimmer in response.  No matter where, 
amongst the infinite of the night, Mulder, rest
assured.  Nothing can keep me from you, it never
has.  Love knows no boundaries, and neither do 
we, Mulder.

Neither do we.

I will find you, amongst the stars and clouds of
the night.

*************

The end.
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