The space they had occupied vanished when it was no longer being concentrated on. Where they were ceased to matter and ceased to be, but Kirk had his focus on the touch of their bodies. When he looked down, just a glimpse, he could have sworn there was a golden light slowly passing between them.
...You protected me. He murmured, questioned. The memories that formulated that comment were too distant to be able to focus on.
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Date: 2009-10-14 03:06 pm (UTC)...You protected me. He murmured, questioned. The memories that formulated that comment were too distant to be able to focus on.