He can find the young one, this one would not be so different. And he will not waste his time on mysterious other-selves - Already he can feel Christopher fading slightly, the effort required to maintain this direct contact at such a distance exhausting.
Spock circles back to Christopher, a warning over his mental shoulder.
He is mine.
And he is under Christopher's hand again, where he is most content, least alone, most able to be himself in a universe that despises his existence.
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Date: 2009-08-29 05:03 pm (UTC)Spock circles back to Christopher, a warning over his mental shoulder.
He is mine.
And he is under Christopher's hand again, where he is most content, least alone, most able to be himself in a universe that despises his existence.