Ashes Reflect Daylight

by ALC_Punk

Summary:

Amelia is in the mess, reflecting on the recent business of the attack on the base.

Notes:

I really want to write reams of fic for this fandom, but I can't even think of a place to start without spoiling everyone immensely. Not to mention I've not done nearly enough research. That said, this radio drama was utterly brilliant and I highly recommend it if you've enjoyed things like Foyle's War, Restless, or Bomb Girls.

Mina was laughing again. So bloody carefree, so happy, so animated. It was sickening, Amelia decided. Her hands tightened as she sat at the table in the mess, listening to Mina and her jokes and her grating little titters as the others listened in awe.

As though one pilot was the only ace in the bunch. As if there weren't the dead and dying a stone's throw away. The attack had leveled more than one building, and Mina was telling jokes.

As though.... as though...

Amelia took out her note-book and opened to a new page. To My Dearest Jane...