these far and starlit shores

The thing about Wagner's Ring is that it is horrifically addictive. Listen to one of the operas once, and you'll have trouble getting your head out of all of them for the next week, or at least, I do. I started writing this after I watched the HD broadcast of the Met's Ring operas a couple of years ago, and (true to form) it stalled at 85% done. Recently I was rashly listening to the audio of that performance, and instead of following that up by playing every creditable performance of every opera in the cycle over and over and over again, I decided to shove this off my hard drive and out of my brain so I could get back to work. (Rose, if you're reading, I know it could have benefited from a beta! But I wanted to get it off my plate so I could be undistracted by it!)

So, fic! It is awfully febrile but it is Ring fic, so. Also, it is inevitably Sieglinde/Siegmund, so uh fair warning.

Title: Fimbulwinter
Characters: Sieglinde, mostly, with Freyja, Hel, and Siegmund
Summary: Things to do on Yggdrasil when you're dead; or, Sieglinde, too, has a chance to choose her afterlife.
Word Count: 3875

Bonus supporting material (also known as: canon): Some of the most well-sung Walsungs I have ever heard (oh right and some gods too).

Title: A Far and Sere Elysium
Rating: PG
Word count: 2400
Summary: A soldier and a dock worker walk into a bar...
Notes: Originally started for springkink, and first version posted here, though the plot and characters ran away with me completely, leaving the kink far behind, together with most of my sanity. Yes, there's more. Yes, I'm working on it. No, don't expect it to come on any kind of regular schedule (sorry).

( Bay 32 West X430-B had four gas-exchange valve locks, two electrical interchanges, six fluid pumps, and a cute structural vulnerability in its outer piping. I'd gone over the blueprints. I was pretty sure I'd know where to aim in an emergency. )

Still rescuing things out of my fannish document folder. This is actually the first fic I ever started, if you don't count the Classic Who fics I was writing in my Trapper Keeper in fourth grade, and the first time in several years I'd tried to write fiction.

I'm not sure what this says about me.

Title: The Sky in Winter
Characters: Sirius Black
Rating: PG
Summary: Sirius goes to jail. He does not pass go.
Words: 1880
Notes: Thanks (years ago now ack) to athenejen for helping me remember how to write.

( The door slammed behind him with a crash that rang around the narrow walls of the cell. )