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I have had a terrible time with writing the things I'm supposed to be writing, and to help me the brilliant dogeared suggested that I do something maybe a little bit weird and a little bit different to see if I can't get myself back on track. Because I'm not a very adventurous person, I thought I would revisit the manuscripts from cesperanza's Written by the Victors; although I haven't thought much about them for a while, I remember how much fun they were to put together, and they're fannish but not quite fic, and kind of amusing to do in that they let me laugh at myself a bit.

And even if it doesn't work and my mind still locks up when confronted with stuff that must be written, at least I had fun. Right? Right?

[Note: for stuff on the language, see here and here.]



( notate insipientes/morons, this is for you )

Inspired by possibly one of the greatest things I have ever read, cesperanza's Written by the Victors, and so it goes without saying you need to read that in order to understand the context of this. For that matter, you simply need to read it, whether you come back here or not.

Having said that, I'm not sure what you would call what follows. It isn't fanfic precisely, but neither is it (I don't think) metafic. John, Rodney, Atlantis--they're all there, but read back through time, through the filters of history, language, literature, and change in something that I can only hope approaches the way that "Written by the Victors" so brilliantly evoked these things for me. So in that sense, it's a companion piece to an idea, I suppose, a hesitant exploration of the amazing world and time cesperanza has given to us.

Very many thanks to her for allowing me to post this, and many thanks to sheafrotherdon for audiencing and encouraging me to heretofore unknown boldness.

ETA: Now read out loud, very beautifully (in the original and translation) by sheafrotherdon [here]

ETA2: Now not only read out loud, but sung! sheafrotherdon has recorded a very lovely [madrigal-inspired version], and fleurrochard's beautiful [chant rendition].



( Sheppard (city-lord) seeks against / the wide-ravaging Wraith / power to protect, preserve )


( further notes on language and the manuscript )