Out of Nothing


Out of Nothing

  • AUTHOR: Beat
  • TITLE: Out of Nothing
  • CATEGORY: Drama
  • RATING: PG-13
  • SUMMARY: In the silence of aftermath, what does it take to save a spark from fading? What does it take to break the barrier of fear and build a fire out of nothing?
  • AUTHOR’S NOTES: Set directly after The Matrix, this story came about as a challenge from Chord – she wanted me to make things as awkward as possible between Neo and Trinity. And well, here it is. Massive thanks to Chord for handing me the idea like a plate of cookies. Here, Chord dearie, have a cookie ;).

Out of Nothing

“What are the roots that clutch?

What branches grow out of this stony rubbish?”

— T S Eliot


“I’ll put these here now.”

“Yeah.”

… where do we go from here?


After the end of the quest, after the minutes when all was close to being lost, after the betrayal, the discovery and the voiced secret, the Nebuchadnezzar once more vibrated with energy. Electricity pumped and raced through the blood vessel like wired of the ship, much like before. The people, what remained of the crew, now paced the narrow spaces of the battered hovercraft, going out of their way to renew its efficiency, to save its life. They hadn’t managed to save the lives of their crewmates, who now lay motionless in what usually was Neo’s tiny room, door shut tightly, awaiting their final halt somewhere deep in the sewers. They’d never come back. But the Neb was alive, and in a way that assured the four silent, busy minds that indeed they were too. They spoke little, but their silence screamed; of grief, of paradoxical joy and excitement, of labour, of life. This energy, the one of physical labour, was one kind. But most of all, what imbued the ship was the misplaced silence between the two who had shared a kiss on the brink of death.

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The Instant


The Instant

  • AUTHOR: Beat
  • TITLE: The Instant
  • CATEGORY: Drama, Romance
  • RATING: PG-13
  • SUMMARY: “You can only truly describe something once you’ve lost it – ‘you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone’ and all those things.”
  • AUTHOR’S NOTES: This is my attempt to write a Matrix story that transcends the usual parameters; characters, timeframes, settings. In this story, those things don’t matter. All that matters is the voice of the narrator – it’s up to you to figure out who it is. Could be anyone, depending on how you choose to listen to the voice.

The Instant

One of the few things I have genuinely missed from my old life, maybe the one I have craved most of all, is the sensation of wetness. I don’t know why, it does seem vaguely absurd to obsess over such a seemingly insignificant sensation and value it higher than other things long gone, like great art or literature. But then, who ever said that the human mind made sense? If there’s one thing I’ve come to realise, it’s that it doesn’t.

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