Kirk's eyes flew wide at the pain, and then clenched shut, his hands fisting in their restraints as the cry he could not suppress escaped his lips in a sharp, gravelly moan.
And then he was drifting, the black rising to meet him with a certainty that was the only comfort available to him anymore. He hurled himself towards it, not caring whether that escape was surrender or not. It didn't matter.
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Date: 2010-01-21 02:44 am (UTC)And then he was drifting, the black rising to meet him with a certainty that was the only comfort available to him anymore. He hurled himself towards it, not caring whether that escape was surrender or not. It didn't matter.
His body went limp.