Shipping itP II: Scourge of the Seven Seas

[RabbitHoleLost]

Shipping itP III: We Make Love (and Sometimes War)

[TwoBitWriter]

Shipping itP III: We Make Love (and Sometimes War)

I am glad to help get the War aspect covered.

[ghost_warlock]

Shipping itP III: We Make Love (and Sometimes War)

Heh. I like it, very appropriate.

*Has a new segment and an interlude done, but will wait to post until the new thread is up.*

[CurlyKitGirl]

Guess it's me up for the new thred then?
I'll do it after Dead Set

Which makes this the last fic of the thread (and possibly the one least read):

ruki - chan/Phoe:

Phoenix Song (song recommended only)

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"There is a story, almost as old as the understanding of Night and Day, of the Phoenix.
"Eternal in life, yet in all ways so alone. And none pause to think of its solitary existence; the one and only Phoenix, laying its ivory toned egg - its new life - in a nest of rare fragrant woods and spices: incense, myyrh, sandalwood and more collected from every country on the globe. Only the rarest and most delicately perfumed are deemed suitable for the cradle from which new life will spring.
"Then, the night before the Phoenix gives its life to become anew she sits on her egg to give it some comfort in their last night together under the darkest blue sky imaginable. Only icy star fragments scattered across the velvet firmament relieve the darkness of the lonely desert.
"She watches the sun rise and sings once each lifetime. Sorrow, sadness, expectant joy and a loneliness so strong that all who have ever been blessed to hear such a beautiful melody from the heavens have cried.
"In the stories, noone ever asks whether the Phoenix mourns her lonely existence, forever forbidden to love as she would forget in her new life what happened in all her old ones.
"Noone ever asks if a Phoenix loves before she dies to be reborn.
"Noone ever asks what the one left behind must feel. To know that she will die when the first rays of the bashful sun touch the frangrant pyre and it will be she, herself who starts her pyre. Eternal death for eternal life. Never to remember their previous lives. Their loves.
"A Phoenix is cursed.
"The stories never say that." And so, the one who loved a Phoenix - ethereal bird, cursed - ended his story.

Yes, the song is only recommended (merely because I lvoe this song) and doesn't really have any relevance to the song unless you link one animal to the other.
Just enjoy the song.

Thread up soon. Just got to add the last three pages to the index and we're ago.
If anyone notices one of their fics isn't there please let me know.

[CurlyKitGirl]

New Thread is up.