The idea is simple – post an unedited stream of consciousness piece that ties into the weekly prompt -this week’s is “in.”
This week’s post is a little different. When I read the prompt, I realized that I’d just written a stream-of-consciousness passage that fit perfectly. A little warning – there are mild drug references in this passage, so, if you find those offensive, this might not be the post for you. I went where the story carried me.
I’ve got another 615 words, the beginning of a bonfire scene. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Spock, his family, and all the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just want to play with them, and I’m careful even when I’m not logical!
Spock sat, watching the flow of humans bathed in the light of the fire, listening to the surging and falling of the waves, an unseen but deeply felt powerful force that tugged at him.
It was late, and the humans seemed to be clustering, now, in small groups – couples, and sometimes more. He longed for Mara, but she was on duty tonight, and couldn’t find anyone to switch.
“Hey, I heard you were here all by your lonesome. If you smile for me, I’ll share some of this, and maybe we can go for a walk along the beach.”
Spock had indulged in a pitcher of sangria, and his body was consumed in the flickering of the fire and the song of the waves, the light murmuring chatter of the others, some passing a variety of devices between them, to the potent smell of cannabis. He smiled, enjoying the way the firelight caught in her eyes and sent ever-varying shadows over her face…almost, he could feel T’Lys coming alive within him. “What is ‘this’ precisely?”
“Well, I heard a rumor you know about cannabis, and have enjoyed it more than once or twice. Is that true?”
“It is true, Darna. I find it -most agreeable.’
“Well, then, I think you’re going to love mine. I’ll let you in on a little secret, but you have to keep it to yourself, OK?”
“‘Tis in my memory locked, and you yourself shall keep the key of it.'”
“I didn’t know you knew Shakespeare. You are definitely the most – fascinating- Vulcan I’ve ever met.”
“You mentioned a secret, Darna.”
She flopped down next to him and reclined on his blanket,her head propped up on one elbow. “I grow it myself, back home. I’ve been doing it since I was fifteen or so, I guess. What I harvest- it’s parsecs better than anything else you’ll find in this town. But I don’t want people to know that. It’s my secret.”
“I will not tell.” She had a bag of a size that made it unlikely that it only held cannabis. “Have you something else to share with me this night, Darna?”
“Not here by the fire. This part’s not a secret; but I’ve only got enough for two, so maybe we could take a couple of torches and the blanket with us, and find a little spot a bit further up the beach. It’s the hour when that’s expected.”
“I had noticed that the number of people gathered around the fire is significantly reduced.” He rose, and dared to offer her his hand. She took it, and Spock focused on his breathing until he adjusted to the touch. Then he rolled the blanket, and they each took a burning stick from the fire – someone had seen that there were several of medium thickness, and, along the beach, little bits of firelight bobbed.
They didn’t speak as they walked, but, often, she pulled him in close, running her hands down his back to his hips, and he kissed her, with increasing fervor. It was clear in her mind- she desired him, and there would be no games, tonight, unless they were his. Her hunger was a pure hot flame within her, and Spock responded to that – with his own fiery passion, born upon the sands of Vulcan, and with that of T’Lys that was stretching and rousing within him.
They found a secluded space in the lea of a dune, where waving grasses provided an extra measure of intimacy and camouflage. “The tide’s coming in,” she said. “So we don’t want to get any closer to the shoreline – in case we’re too distracted to notice.”
Enjoy stream-of consciousness writing? Anyone can play, so long as they are willing to follow a few simple rules. See you next week, for another live-streaming look into the lovely chaos in my mind! =)