I Should Have Killed You 1 by numbuh-14000, literature
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I Should Have Killed You 1
Spock lay against the headboard of his bed, gently stroking the cat that lay, purring in his lap. Normally, he would be working on a bio-brief of the next planet they were to visit, which was to be given to the Captain by tomorrow at noon. The Vulcan would've had it done to hand in, in the morning by now if it weren't for his mind being occupied by other things. Unfortunately, it was that time again. 7 years had passed since Spock's last Pon Farr and he was again being plagued by the effects of the dreaded mating ritual. He had been slightly off at his station for the last few days, and it was becoming obvious th
A young man, newly graduated from the University of Boston as a Psychology Major, settled in his chambers, a journal and quill placed upon his lap as he gazed at the fireplace. We will call him Kenneth Williams. The room was dimly lit by this fire, casting large shadows of every object in the room. Even the smallest ornaments were magnified to great effect upon the red walls of the young man's chambers. The flickering of the fire made the effect of every shadow trembling against the wall as to the effect that Kenneth Williams had to steal a breath whenever the shadows lept out at him from the corner of his eye.
Upon the mantle of this great