Disclaimer: These are not my characters, and not my worlds. I just get to play in them for my own amusement and glory.

A note to the powers that be, get Serenity flying again, we all miss her greatly.

That being said…

A duet in three parts….A cantos of ghosts

By Badger

“Memory is like a gorram razor; it cuts, causes pain, and then leaves no trace….”

A widow somewhere in the verse…

The Sung-Lim household, Leman Province, the planet Wo-han, 8 years ago.

Sarah Lim stirred the pot of rice soup once more, covered it and then banked the fire in the stove. She would have loved to have one of those new induction cookers, with the computer to watch and time her food, but like her momma always said, “No use wishing for something that your hands can’t earn.” She frowns slightly at the memory of her momma’s voice and moved to the kitchen window.

“Erin! Breakfast soon, best you wash up and come in”

Erin Sung stood up from his work in the yard and wiped his forehead with the back of his sleeve. He was a tall man with an all too ready smile and a pension for surprises. Sarah loved him for his boyish energy, his gentle laugh, and the way he doted on his son all the while pretending to be hard with him.

He clapped the dust off his hands and crossed the small yard slapping the dust off his trousers.

“The boy up yet?”

“Not yet Erin, he was working so hard at his studies last night he is straight exhausted.”

Erin opened the screen door and slowly walked through the pest field; the screen buzzed as he crossed the threshold and for a moment bathed him in an aura of golden sparks. Sarah loved watching him come through the door field, and sometimes she wished he would just stand a moment in it, so that she could stare at him, outlined in light and beautiful.

“Well I can’t be doing his chores for him; boy needs to keep up his responsibilities.”

“He will Erin, he is just a little boy after all, he’ll be up in a bit bu shr?”

Erin scratched his chin and looked around the smal