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What a nice response we got to "Oak Leaves in October." It's good to remember that there is more to this fandom than just the canon ship.
"Every Sparrow Falling" is a case file that is also an x-file. This is Mulder and Scully doing what they do best, investigating the paranormal. It's been some time since I last read this, but I remember being scared out of my wits. There is no summary from the author so here's the one from Raiders of the Lost Fanfic, Maybe Amanda's old rec site: "Casefile, paranormal, religion, madness. And hot dogs, peanuts, and Cracker Jack."
Read "Every Sparrow Falling", then come tell us what you think.
The link is to IOHO's archive, but if their bandwidth runs out, you can also read it on her old site via the Wayback Machine or at Gossamer.
"Every Sparrow Falling" is a case file that is also an x-file. This is Mulder and Scully doing what they do best, investigating the paranormal. It's been some time since I last read this, but I remember being scared out of my wits. There is no summary from the author so here's the one from Raiders of the Lost Fanfic, Maybe Amanda's old rec site: "Casefile, paranormal, religion, madness. And hot dogs, peanuts, and Cracker Jack."
For Special Agents Fox Mulder and Dana Scully, it began with a sparrow.
More precisely, with a flock of sparrows. Or, as Agent Mulder had put it, a *fall* of sparrows.
"Clever turns of phrase aside, I imagine this must have been quite painful," Scully murmured, hunkered down by the body. The dead man was sprawled out peacefully, save for the bloodied mats of hair and the bird feet dangling out of his skull. Scully surmised she'd find the rest of the bird buried within. "Looks like it fell beak first, but still...given the impact, the rate of speed had to have been tremendous."
"Indicating a long fall from a high point of origin," Mulder agreed. "Consistent with the recent evidence of lights in the clouds, odd humming noises--"
"Mulder--" she protested.
"Come on, Scully, this isn't the first unexplainable 'deadly rain' recorded," he argued. "You've seen the reports. Hell, you've *written* the reports."
She nodded. "Frogs, rocks, crickets, seas of blood, and the inexorable sacrifice of the first-born..." she trailed off. Mulder was first; Samantha had been second-child. "No, Mulder," she said. "This rain is man-made. Or at least sent by aliens with terrible penmanship."
"What?"
Latex-sheathed fingers plucked one of the birds from its chosen spot of ground. "It's been stuffed," she said. "Hardened with a shellac-like coating. And Mulder--the writing is a dead giveaway." She rotated the bird to face him. Ignoring the blind, dead eyes, he focused his attention on the scrap of fabric sewn to the sparrow's chest.
"Wife beating," Mulder read. Scully could almost hear the gears grind as Mulder shifted from alien-chaser to manhunter. "Scully, pass the gloves."
Read "Every Sparrow Falling", then come tell us what you think.
The link is to IOHO's archive, but if their bandwidth runs out, you can also read it on her old site via the Wayback Machine or at Gossamer.
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Date: 2012-02-12 04:49 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-02-12 09:49 pm (UTC)It answers the question of what might happen if Mulder doesn't stop exposing himself to alien goo. It isn't quite as fan-engrossing as when "will they make love"? But it's persistent and far less addressed by the talent.
There are two things that still mystify me:
1) Why have I never read this before?
2) What exactly happened there at the end. Damn that subtlety; I must reread. But not tonight.
ATM proved that this writer is capable of doing hideous things to our heroes, And doing them well.
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Date: 2012-02-13 01:38 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-02-14 09:23 am (UTC)"***This is a pretty good casefile fic. The details are a little patchy and I spent most of the fic trying to figure out how one plot element was related to another, but all in all, as a casefile it plays out very similar to the show in its pacing, tone and the way it approaches the characters and their relationship. A more fleshed out plot and a more character-based narrative (the latter especially) would have given it more impact. But I’m not sure that's what the author was going for."
I'm not sure what exactly Alloway was going for. This fic has a lot of good material in it, yet it feels a bit stilted to me. It never quite gels. I’ll try to go into a bit more detail tomorrow.
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Date: 2012-02-15 11:10 am (UTC)Okay, so strange Maria Nicholson and her autistic son Stephen used to fling sparrows - sparrows carrying messages of the sins of the world - up into the air, because it was Maria’s idea that if god saw them he would get rid of these sins.
And then Maria got Gathered by the orange and disappeared.
Years later, adult Stephen built a flying machine so that he could take sparrows up to god, like he did with his mother. Except one of Stephen’s sparrows accidentally hit a man in the head and killed him, thus bringing Mulder and Scully into town to investigate.
Stephen’s statement about Clovis Hill sent Mulder and Scully out looking for the existence of such a place, and what they found was the starved and stranded remains of what was once a whole colony (plague, really) of orange. The orange reached out to Mulder, but he shook it off. Mostly.
All the weird stuff Mulder and Scully found at Clovis Hill had basically vanished the next day, but Mulder put this strange incident together with a letter he’d gotten from James LeBlanc, from another state entirely, who had since committed suicide.
They question James’ brother, Harris, and figure out that his memories have been altered around what happened to his brother. Harris and James were actually on some kind of secret squad that was trying to eradicate the orange. Except that James was sympathetic to the orange’s zombie people, and was letting them go. That was a major fuck up on his part, and eventually he went on a solo suicide mission, trying to right his wrong.
While Scully works on recovering Harris’ true memories (as above), Mulder goes to investigate Theadra, the girl James was supposedly trying to woo shortly before he died. But when he gets there Theadra puts the orange’s version of the whammy on him, and buries him in the orange’s special pit for sucking the humanity out of people.
Scully gets James to call in his special team of “Sparrows” to fight or cleanse or weed-whack the orange, or whatever it is they do to it. She digs up Mulder, who seems okay, even though James tells her the orange will have already leeched the humanity out of him.
Except the orange has gotten to him, and now he is likely on the road to becoming either insane or murderous.
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Date: 2012-02-18 12:01 am (UTC)I'm not sure if "autistic" is how I'd characterize Stephen but maybe that's what Alloway had in mind.
Except the orange has gotten to him, and now he is likely on the road to becoming either insane or murderous.
I think the ending is more ambiguous than that, but those are two of the possibilities. I always wondered if Alloway had a sequel in mind and just didn't write it, or if she really meant the ending to stand. I wish she was around so we could ask her.
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Date: 2012-02-15 11:18 am (UTC)Okay, I think I get it. It took almost an hour of scrolling back and forth through the fic to check different parts, and then writing the whole thing out, though, before I felt like I actually knew the plot and wasn't just guessing about things.
It’s an x-file built on some truly ghastly and interesting concepts, I’ll give it that. I think my main problem with it is that it’s all a bit too tenuously connected. The death that brings Mulder and Scully into town turns out to have little to do with the x-file. The man’s death is an accident, and his accidental killer just happens to be connected to what turns out to be the real x-file. There is all this talk about sparrows: the first man dies from being hit by a sparrow, Mulder and Scully get pelted by sparrow guts, and James’ team were called “Sparrows” – yet there doesn’t seem to be any actual connection between these very notable elements, just coincidence. Not to mention there is just too much going on with the actual x-file. It’s called orange, it’s some kind of malevolent essence, it forms totems out of dirt when something rouses it, it eats people’s humanity to sustain itself, it can call out seductively to certain kinds of people, it also turns them into zombie vessels for itself, and it uses bugs to help it eat people somehow? Or it just makes them crazy. And it travels around in the guise of a fair or a carnival or whatever. And there is a secret (government?) operation whose job it is to exterminate the orange, somehow, and mind wipe people when necessary. And James’ essence is still lingering around, somehow, communicating with Mulder (and Scully?) while they’re not entirely conscious.
It just—it’s too much. I’d really like a bit more cohesiveness.
On the other hand, there is quite a bit I like about this fic. It’s creepy, it’s inventive, the ending is chilling, the Mulder/Scully dialogue and behavior is spot on, plus Scully rescues Mulder and bosses around secret ops. dudes.
On the other other hand, I do wish the fic had a bit more of a character focus. I like my fanfic to give me more of Mulder and Scully than the show typically does, and most fanfic does. I think Every Sparrow Falling is notably the most case-focused casefile I’ve ever read. I admire it for that – for being different, and true to the show. But I find it difficult to get emotionally interested in this fic, without the emotional in that a bit more character focus usually brings.
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Date: 2012-02-16 01:36 am (UTC)I'm not a big fan of that kind of ending, but I guess it's a good way to get you to tune in next week. I liked the story but thought the ending was just okay.
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Date: 2012-02-18 12:18 am (UTC)I do see what you mean, but I didn't feel that way while reading it. Maybe it's because human evil wears many disguises? It's too big to sum up in a less complicated way?
The connections seem a little tenuous, but in much the same way they do on the series. What does Mulder say about coincidences? "If coincidences are coincidences, why do they feel so contrived?" I can't remember the context, naturally.
I think the fic reveals things about Mulder and Scully and their partnership; though there may be nothing new or exciting to us, the readership of 2012, this was written in 1997. To me, the story itself still feels fresh and original, full of striking imagery and terrifying possibilities. I got emotionally invested in the outcome because the writing was so compelling. I got excited trying to unravel the mystery right along with Mulder and Scully. I adore mysteries, in case you didn't know, so it makes sense that it would have special appeal to me. *g*
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Date: 2012-02-16 09:44 pm (UTC)I admire this fic extremely--it's a hard one to love--because as noted it's very faithful to the underplayed, elliptical, nonshippy casefile adventures of the early years. There's banter, there's suspense, and the plot twists and turns in a genuinely mystifying way. I think of it as circling, spiraling through various characters and times and places to a blunt, still understated conclusion. That it takes a certain laissez faire attitude to feel that the plot points cohere does not bother me. Partly I am willing to trust a writer who demonstrates such obvious control. Partly I don't mind being mystified. In a sense the love of horror fiction is a temporary submission to the Dark Side, which is always beyond our understanding and will usually defeat us. Good horror fiction--oh, hell, all of it--has a quasi-religious quality. We are in over our heads. We might drown.
I'm looking at that ending. Mulder is doomed. It is *very* fast-and-over. I felt unprepared for it because, well, our heroes are hardly every doomed in fanfic. Not in fanfic with detective work. Not in fics with banter! That can't be right.
Mulder is going to become a Mulder-monster. The idiot encountered the goo and lost. Scully tried to, did, save him, but it doesn't matter because they're never going to get to that FBI ball. They'll never have sex. The casefiles are over.
It's awful. I hate it. But only a writer this good could make me thrill to it at the same time. Those dead and madness-manufactured sparrows: I can see them falling and it's poetic. (And how often does an actual poetic allusion of a title play out in literal terms? Cool.)
ESF makes me think of "The Crouching Thing." But bigger, plottier, and...with banter. The combination of light and heavy tones sells the horror.
Oh, coincidence? Without it fiction couldn't exist, though critics still dislike it. Lately I've become convinced that we encounter coincidences every day but seldom slow down enough to notice. Whether they are part of a great underlying plot, who can judge?
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Date: 2012-02-18 05:06 am (UTC)I don't either. I like trying to solve the mystery, that's part of what's so intriguing about this story, that the x-file feels like a real x-file. Those are surprisingly rare in this fandom, even rarer than casefiles.
Good horror fiction--oh, hell, all of it--has a quasi-religious quality. We are in over our heads. We might drown.
Good point. I think this story has overt religious, even mythical overtones.
Slighty OT. Did you know sparrows were offered as sacrifices in days of old?
Mulder is going to become a Mulder-monster. The idiot encountered the goo and lost. Scully tried to, did, save him, but it doesn't matter because they're never going to get to that FBI ball. They'll never have sex. The casefiles are over.
Knowing what we know now, that Mulder will die and be resurrected in season eight, makes this ending seem, I don't know, anticlimactic. "Eh. Scully will save him somehow," I hear myself thinking. Even the first time I read this, I don't think I could believe in the ending, the way people might have back in 1997. Since the story ends before he is Gathered, there is a lot of wiggle-room for us to imagine whatever sort of ending we desire. I say, let's imagine a happy one!
I find myself wishing Alloway had written us a sequel but I think I'm out of luck.
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Date: 2012-02-17 05:03 am (UTC)The story is full of religious imagery, beginning with the sparrows, who represent God's care for the smallest creatures in Christianity. There are many superstitions relating to sparrows. One is that a sparrow that flies into the house is a harbinger of death. Other cultures view them as bringing love and luck. Sailors have their image tattooed on their bodies to catch their souls so they won't be lost if they drown at sea.
"Then you too are a keeper of the sparrows," Steven Nicholson says to Scully. He has a story he needs to tell her, a story he's been trying to tell to God by flinging his sparrows heavenward. Oddly enough, when the sparrow killed James Le Blanc, the message finally gets through. Mulder and Scully are sent to investigate. Scully has a sparrow in her past, a bird she managed to free as a girl, an act that she felt atoned for her earlier murder of a harmless snake.
Though Steven confesses to Scully, it's Mulder who is really listening, who hears the deeper message, who keeps pursuing the case over Scully's objections. Does the plot show us anything unexpected about the characters? Maybe not. We know Mulder is reckless in pursuit of the truth. We know Scully is relentless in pursing Mulder. As early as the second episode of season one, she takes a hostage and is ready to take on the US military to get him back to safety. It is hardly surprising that she isn't fazed by hearing that "he's one of them now." Maybe it shows us a worst case scenario.
The story is ambiguous about Mulder's fate. The orange recognized him.
As they began to thin themselves into oblivion, the orange caught a familiar scent on their surface as the horseflies and the mosquitoes deposited their final gifts of plasm. Here was a cousin, the worms whispered; here was one who knew the lure of dirt and blood.
But the cousin, no matter how vulnerable, was still stubbornly human; still hard to talk to. The orange arranged themselves, trying to form the old familiar letters for the man to see. "Hungry," they wrote in waves. "Help help help." There was no answer; the cousin did not understand. They had failed again.
The sluggish flow from the Spires puckered and trickled out. In a final gesture of kinship they caressed what they could reach of the man, and let themselves die.
Is it the black oil that is the cousin or Mulder himself? Mulder was infected with a retrovirus pursuing the bounty hunter and infected with the virus carried by the black oil in Russia. Scully cured him in the first case, the vaccine cured him in Tunguska. Maybe Scully thinks she can cure him again. Maybe she's right. The story ends when Mulder begins having "the visions," leaving the reader to decide which side he's now on.
The orange isn't a contagion exactly.
The little girl looked up at him and beamed, beckoning him close. He bent his long legs down, easing himself to her level and leaning toward her obligingly. "Peanuts," she whispered, dripping lips splattering something onto his face. "Popcorn. Crackerjack."
Mulder's legs buckled; he fell to the ground, slowly, as a rush of murderous thoughts and feelings assaulted him. A dark hunger that could never be sated, a thrill of power and violence that would have overwhelmed him if he hadn't spent so many years studying it. If he didn't, on some basic level, understand it.
The last thing he felt before he blacked out was an unbearably joyous message of welcome.
It's sentient, like the black oil. It's ancient, too.
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Date: 2012-02-17 05:13 am (UTC)Mulder swam up into a new kind of awareness. Dimly he could feel the mosquitoes injecting blood into his veins, worms massaging his skin, mites carting oxygen into his lungs. He was changing--he was Gathering--but it would take time, and this was the beginning. That vague sense of loss was the fluid that was leaking from him: eyes, ears, and anus, he was secreting orange. No invasion, this; it came from him. This was something the human body could do. Something it was designed for; something that it was meant to do.
Apparently primal man had been one violent, mob-ruled, crazy orange son-of-a-bitch.
James came to believe he was wrong when he disobeyed his Captain's orders, therefore he had to pay the price. But if the orange isn't a contagion, but some kind of ancient parasite of evil that dwells in all of us, its resurfacing was inevitable. If not Mulder, someone else would have answered its call eventually. If James truly believed he was committing murder, did he do the wrong thing in sparing people whom he thought were still human beings? And are the Gathered really so different from you and I?
"The swarms know, and the tides know, but the people must forget," Steven says to Scully. "...but then he hadn't known Mulder; Mulder would never allow himself the luxury of forgetting. Not even to save his own life."
The other question here is who does Scully answer to? Is there a higher authority than the individual conscience? And who will pay the price this time for disobedience? Whose side is Mulder on now? What are the voices in his visions going to tell him? Who is going to listen when he tries to tell his story?
"He who has ears to hear, let him hear."
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Date: 2012-02-18 10:23 am (UTC)I too found the story hard to follow, it lacked 'linkage' for want of a better word, and I had to go back a few pages now and then, to try to figure out what was going on. There were too few "stage directions" to anchor the characters in particular surroundings, except when the 'sandcastles' were described.
I didn't quite get what was going on with the Orange at first, but it sure was creepy.
Also the characterisation was good but a bit dry emotionally. I didn't really feel much warmth for these two M&S, the way it was written didn't really make you care what happened to them.
It was a creepy tale but its universe could have used some further development.
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Date: 2012-02-18 12:15 pm (UTC)We don't see many like this around here.
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Date: 2012-02-18 04:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-19 06:46 am (UTC)What kind of development do you want? They are acting like professionals who are working a case together. They are perfectly in character just as they are.
Welcome back, Fish.
Date: 2012-02-18 01:54 pm (UTC)But it's fanfiction! Of course, you care about Mulder and Scully. She's not supposed to have to put in extraneous stuff that every reader presumably knows already. Isn't caring about the characters a given? And it's not a relationship story. It's not hurt/comfort, and I sure don't miss the obvious emotional manipulation of that genre. It's a mystery novel, or maybe a horror novel (don't read those, so I don't know the conventions of them as well) I'm not sure what you would want in this that would fit into the story's framework. They are solving the mystery, following the clues, and we get information around the same time that they do, except we also get the pov of the orange, which until Mulder is taken, he doesn't have.
I agree, the ending is abrupt, but I still think it works, in a kick in the gut kind of way.
I feel warmth for Mulder and Scully all of the time, without reading anything at all. I do not understand this not caring thing of which you speak.
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Date: 2012-02-18 04:10 pm (UTC)Well yeah, up to a point. I don't know...IIRC I cared more for the M&S of Lacadiva's 'Type 51', which is not a relationship story either. I guess I found these M&S lacked substance. They do their jobs following the clues and that's about it. Or maybe I was distracted and missed all the under currents, which again would not be a remote plausibility.
I used to read lots of horror stories so this kind of atmosphere is not particularly new and exciting for me - even if I have to admit it was indeed a creepy tale.
I still think it's a good, well written story, but it didn't really grab my guts.
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Date: 2012-02-19 07:00 am (UTC)I know what we should read. "Pillar of Salt" by Nascent. She revised it and submitted it to Gossamer last year. It's a casefile/x-file and it's gen, and not romantic at all, but I bet it has enough relationship stuff in it to satisfy the shippers.
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Date: 2012-02-19 08:01 am (UTC)I can't remember there was much in terms of romance in "Type 52", I thought it was more UST than anything else. But as I have just proved with LoTF, my memory isn't an accurate tool, so I could be wrong.
There does not need to be a romance to keep me interested in a story, but there needs to be some depth to M&S, some emotional resonance to their interaction whatever the nature of it is, otherwise you might as well have cardboard cutouts playing the roles. I'm not saying it was the case to this story but I don't know...they felt a bit 'meh'.
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Date: 2012-02-19 10:45 pm (UTC)so so creepy
Date: 2016-06-18 07:05 am (UTC)Re: so so creepy
Date: 2016-06-18 04:02 pm (UTC)Re: so so creepy
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