Star Trek XI. SpokenSpokenStar Trek XI. Spoken5 years ago in General Fiction
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He had never told he loved her.
It was his first real breather since all the action started and refused to stop. Stars, planets, and space phenomena, flew by the observation window. He stood straight and clasped his hands behind his back. He tried to meditate in his room, but it was for naught. This was not the first time he sought out the observation deck. Space always helped him tuck the most stubborn of emotions into the appropriate drawers of his mind.
It echoed through his mind, this level of sorrow that seemed stronger than even the most basic level of Vulcan emotion. Yet, he knew he would not break. He could accomplish this. Even if he was half-human, Spock had every expectation that he could put his grief, his sorrow away properly just as his training allowed.
However, he had never told her that he loved her, not even in Vulcan.
His mind wandered from what he should be meditating on, on pacifying the torrent of emotions within himself. It did that frequentl