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Title: The Inward Day
Author: kuwdora
Category/Character: Gen, maybe F/V pre-slash if you squint
Rating: G
Length: 1,830
Warning/Spoilers: None, but feels like it takes place somewhere late in season 2.
Disclaimer: Not mine, sad to say.
Author's Notes: Normally it's the poetry that is a springboard for my writing, but this time around I wrote a fic and found a title by way of Henry David Thoreau's The Inward Morning after I wrote the fic. Go figure. The poem is beautiful and quite fitting for the story, but not necessary to read. (But how can you really pass up Thoreau?)

Summary: The steady footfalls that mingled with the other sounds of the city, the idling cars at the stoplight, men and women in power suits speaking with authority into cell phones, and the distant cry of sirens washed over Fraser like an amalgamated tide of white noise.

( The Inward Day )