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fandom_muses: Topic 30 - Tell us a secret
Jul. 17th, 2006 02:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
glowinthedark[locked from anyone unaware of Frank’s powers]
My life’s filled with secrets...it has been for a few years now. This power I have to deal with the dead...it’s a blessing and a curse. I never asked for it...but in a lot of ways, I’m grateful for it.
In a weird way...I guess my biggest secret is that I’ve learned to *enjoy* it.
I fell in love with a dead woman. I cleared the memory of a noble man that suffered for his country. I found a young woman who died as tragically as anyone can, and I did it with her sister’s help...her *dead* sister. Sometimes I wonder if I brought Paris and Tierney together...if they needed my help to find each other, even more than they wanted their parents to find out Paris’s fate.
I’ve helped a lot of people in a lot of really satisfying ways...and it hurts a little to admit it? But I don’t think it would have felt this good if I’d done the same for the living. Aiding the dead this way...it’s bittersweet, and it always stings, but these people have often been wronged...badly wronged. These voices I hear? They’re the voices of the murder victims in unsolved cases. They’re the spirits of the past searching for vindication, no matter how long overdue. Some of them are bad, but most of them? They’re just angry, lost, and grieving for their own lives.
There’s always hope for the living, no matter what the circumstances...but for the dead? There is no hope...except for finishing what they left behind, squaring up their lives before they can move on to whatever lies after.
It’s not an easy thing to do...but I try. And in the end, sometimes it ends up turning out well not just for the spirits I help, but for me, too. Julia Caufield was one of those occasions.
So I guess that’s it...I like seeing dead people.
And please...no Sixth Sense jokes.
[/locked]
Muse: Frank Taylor
Fandom: Haunted
Words: 331
My life’s filled with secrets...it has been for a few years now. This power I have to deal with the dead...it’s a blessing and a curse. I never asked for it...but in a lot of ways, I’m grateful for it.
In a weird way...I guess my biggest secret is that I’ve learned to *enjoy* it.
I fell in love with a dead woman. I cleared the memory of a noble man that suffered for his country. I found a young woman who died as tragically as anyone can, and I did it with her sister’s help...her *dead* sister. Sometimes I wonder if I brought Paris and Tierney together...if they needed my help to find each other, even more than they wanted their parents to find out Paris’s fate.
I’ve helped a lot of people in a lot of really satisfying ways...and it hurts a little to admit it? But I don’t think it would have felt this good if I’d done the same for the living. Aiding the dead this way...it’s bittersweet, and it always stings, but these people have often been wronged...badly wronged. These voices I hear? They’re the voices of the murder victims in unsolved cases. They’re the spirits of the past searching for vindication, no matter how long overdue. Some of them are bad, but most of them? They’re just angry, lost, and grieving for their own lives.
There’s always hope for the living, no matter what the circumstances...but for the dead? There is no hope...except for finishing what they left behind, squaring up their lives before they can move on to whatever lies after.
It’s not an easy thing to do...but I try. And in the end, sometimes it ends up turning out well not just for the spirits I help, but for me, too. Julia Caufield was one of those occasions.
So I guess that’s it...I like seeing dead people.
And please...no Sixth Sense jokes.
[/locked]
Muse: Frank Taylor
Fandom: Haunted
Words: 331
