Sweet vignette in which Garak essentially communes with his garden and nature, content and even hopeful as Cardassia recovers from the Dominion war. There’s a cameo by Julian. As usual, I love the conlang @tinsnip uses and bonus the anatomical concept of the Cardasian s’oc. He can appreciate the outdoors more than us humans.
Excerpt
He closes his eyes, dropping from his awareness the sight of his greening garden, and instead he lets his so'c tell him how things sit. Here, wafting faint spice into the air, is the burgeoning beginning of what might one day be a small garden plot: there’s lennet, and darina, and even horrible bet'to squat beneath the soil. That always grows. Typical…
Now, further over—he drops his jaw, catches the breeze, sees a faint haze of gold as he tastes the green—oh, now that’s a good sign! The heavy so'c'am of czIc is pungent in his mouth. It’s going to grow well, he can feel it. It must be the warmth. This year Cardassia has been favoured with warmth and honest sun, Ra'ajev’s gaze gentle and nurturing as the clouds finally dissipate. The treatments have worked. The weather patterns are almost normal now. If anything, there’s slightly more rain. It’s taken some adjustment on the part of the low-land farmers, but the outer worlds and the Federation have worked together—imagine that—to keep the food coming, and finally Cardassia has found some kind of teetering balance.
He smiles, eyes shut, and tastes the air. Warmth and soil. Green around him. The dirt is soft on his bare knees, and his toes work into the earth, blunted claws scraping down and in.
Metadata
Title: You Might Fill with Laughter Until You Break
Author: tinsnip
Year Posted: 2014
Approx. Word Count: 1,300
Chapters: 1
GB - Slash or Platonic: Slash
My Rating (1-5): 4
Keywords: Established Relationship, Post-Canon Cardassia, Gardening, Fluff, Happy Stuff
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