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Categories: theme: prisons, theme: super Sam, theme: under the influence
Warnings: None
Author's Webpage/Fic list: Nanda's Lament
Link to story: Creak
Why this should be read:
Carter's sense of identity and pure cussed doggedness run deeper than conscious awareness, and it's deeply gratifying to be with her as her innate indomitability prevails over the memory-suppressing drugs she's dosed with after being captured and enslaved to the Goa'uld.
About 1685 words, and don't miss the remix linked at the bottom of the page.
Snippet of fic:
Her name was Sam, and she knew little else. She thought it was short for another name, but she did not know what.
In the night, locked behind the wooden bars of her cell, she drew circles in the dirt. She could not remember how long she’d spent in the camp, or where she lived before.
Every time she tried to escape, they gave her extra food and the thick, sweet drink that didn’t taste right.
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