He had carefully secreted away access to his bondmates, to his friends with whom he shared the lesser bonds. He did not anticipate Pike would harm them but foolish risk was not Spock's to take, not with people for whom he cared so much.
But the sky remained, an arched dome of lights, sparkling and twinkling as lives were lived out, far distant yet always present.
And a thread. The thread Spock had isolated as his connection to that other Spock. His own counterpart in Pike's universe. The echo of the bond was finer in diameter than the other threads he carried. Yet it was there.
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Date: 2009-08-28 10:51 pm (UTC)But the sky remained, an arched dome of lights, sparkling and twinkling as lives were lived out, far distant yet always present.
And a thread. The thread Spock had isolated as his connection to that other Spock. His own counterpart in Pike's universe. The echo of the bond was finer in diameter than the other threads he carried. Yet it was there.