Fic: A Slow Dark Road into the Black
Oct. 20th, 2009 08:30 pmTitle: A Slow Dark Road into the Black
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
snowdarkred
Words: 2269
Rating/Warnings: pg-13, swearing, dark themes
Author's Note: This is for![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
thalassa_ipx , who made me a lovely Kirk/McCoy banner for my inspiration posts on ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
kirk_mccoy. She requested angsty post-Narada fic. Well, here you go. Also, this is the first completed fic that I've done that's actually set in canon and not a crossover or an AU. Yay? Crossposted like crazy.
Summery: But no matter how far they pushed and stretched, their star never appeared before them with the same beautiful burst that it had held before, because now, in the space of a day, the universe had changed—forever.
A Slow Dark Road into the Black
( They floated in the darkness, waiting for their ship to carry them home. She was theirs now, a slow moving light shining against the gasping blankness of it all. They floated in the darkness with their ship, surrounded by shadows, longing for the twinkle of their very own star. Longing for home and sweethearts and lazy Sunday mornings spent in bed. )
Author:
snowdarkred Words: 2269
Rating/Warnings: pg-13, swearing, dark themes
Author's Note: This is for
thalassa_ipx , who made me a lovely Kirk/McCoy banner for my inspiration posts on kirk_mccoy. She requested angsty post-Narada fic. Well, here you go. Also, this is the first completed fic that I've done that's actually set in canon and not a crossover or an AU. Yay? Crossposted like crazy.Summery: But no matter how far they pushed and stretched, their star never appeared before them with the same beautiful burst that it had held before, because now, in the space of a day, the universe had changed—forever.
A Slow Dark Road into the Black
( They floated in the darkness, waiting for their ship to carry them home. She was theirs now, a slow moving light shining against the gasping blankness of it all. They floated in the darkness with their ship, surrounded by shadows, longing for the twinkle of their very own star. Longing for home and sweethearts and lazy Sunday mornings spent in bed. )
