Kirk stopped them easily, a smile light on his lips, heard more in his 'voice'. They're a part of me, now, those memories. They weren't, at first. But now, they don't seem weird or strange. I still get nightmares, once in a while, and they don't come as easily... but he remembered you. He was more then a hundred and fifty years old, but he remembered you more then anything else.
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Date: 2009-10-14 07:25 pm (UTC)