i want to taste you again
Fireflies.
Jack thinks he sees them in his vision, each one a whirling, flickering thing that sounds like his name. His fingers try to curl around them - in reality, they merely clutch at the dark shirt he wears.
Look at me, they say, and he blinks tears from his eyes and sees only the curve of his knees, the flickers of candlelight in the grass. Flinching more out of instinct than pain as Flora reaches for him - hilarious, really, to think that physical pain could touch him right now - the captain unleashes a shuddering sigh, chasing it on an inhale that feels cold and heavy and squirming, like a serpent nestled around his lungs.
"Where--" Are we? Did Safrin go? It could be that or any other number of questions. Either way, Jack slowly tries to uncurl from himself, hands gripping the soft earth and trying, unwisely, to push himself to his feet.
Jack thinks he sees them in his vision, each one a whirling, flickering thing that sounds like his name. His fingers try to curl around them - in reality, they merely clutch at the dark shirt he wears.
Look at me, they say, and he blinks tears from his eyes and sees only the curve of his knees, the flickers of candlelight in the grass. Flinching more out of instinct than pain as Flora reaches for him - hilarious, really, to think that physical pain could touch him right now - the captain unleashes a shuddering sigh, chasing it on an inhale that feels cold and heavy and squirming, like a serpent nestled around his lungs.
"Where--" Are we? Did Safrin go? It could be that or any other number of questions. Either way, Jack slowly tries to uncurl from himself, hands gripping the soft earth and trying, unwisely, to push himself to his feet.
like a secret or a sin
JACK
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
