Work Text:
The Calling
by kira-nerys
SPOCK:
I reached the final level of the Kohlinar.
I severed our link.
It was fairly undramatic.
Less painful than I imagined
At first....
I believed that severing the link would make my existence easier.
I was mistaken.
I find my thoughts straying more often than not.
Soon, I am to accept the token of my mastery.
I am not worthy.
It is unnerving the way I still feel.
It shatters the neatly stacked layers of logic in my mind.
Something is calling to me
Is it Jim?
I am not certain.
The sands of Vulcan touch my skin,
T'Kuht and her smaller companion make the heat sear through my robe.
The dryness, the heat and the wind are Vulcan.
Together they make my home
And yet I still crave
I crave the moisture, the coolness and the lushness of Earth
Of him....
Of him, who is still my other half.
Something is calling to me.
As she lifts the token of logic that is to be bestowed upon me.
It reaches out to me, to my human half.
What it is, I do not know.
It is far more powerful than Jim.
And it is asking questions for which I do not have the answers.
I lift my hand and with this simple gesture
I deny what is.
I deny the Kolinahr
And the emotions rush back into my mind as if they were never missing.
The pain.
The love.
The loneliness
The passion
The longing
Th'y'la....
~ END