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Nathan Harris ([info]questionofwhen) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2016-05-08 02:16:00

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Entry tags:damon salvatore, nathan harris, sarah williams, spencer reid

Day 374 - Open Dream
[Your eyes are open, but there's nothing to see. The darkness is absolute. Your other senses strain to make up for the lack of visual information. More nothing.

The silence builds until it's a palpable pressure, and all you can hear is your heartbeat (is it speeding up?) and the blood rushing through your veins and arteries (did you know that had a sound?). Panic builds in the back of your throat. You need to run or scream or do something to escape the sensory vacuum, but your legs refuse to listen and you can't make a sound. Why should you keep trying? There's no one to hear you. There's nowhere to run.

Your heartbeat is the only thing in the universe. It's too loud. You're too aware of it, and that increased awareness makes you realize how fragile hearts are. It's just a muscle—a fist-sized, fluttering thing in your chest.

Blood roars in your ears. Your heartbeat falters, and you wonder if you're dying.

Something touches your arm and it's like surfacing after being held underwater. Sounds—indistinct shuffling and scraping, but sounds nonetheless—return and you can see just well enough to determine that there's someone next to you.]


It's okay. [It's Nathan. He doesn't sound as if he believes himself.] Are you okay?



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[info]questionofwhen
2016-06-04 05:09 am UTC (link)
I know. [Nathan is unsure about a lot of things, but he absolutely trusts Reid to stop him if it becomes necessary. There's a peace that comes with the promise.] Thank you.

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[info]thisiscalm
2016-06-04 05:18 am UTC (link)
Of course. I owe you that much. [ He hadn't even had the chance to wash off Nathan's blood from his hands before second guessing himself last time. He doesn't regret saving him, but he does wonder if it was the right call, for Nathan's sake more than anyone else. ]

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[info]questionofwhen
2016-06-05 04:29 am UTC (link)
[Sometimes Nathan doesn't really regret being saved. His future at home looks bleak and he's still not sure that he'll ever be okay, but there is room for good things to happen here. Maybe he doesn't even have to go home.

Or maybe the prison is just an opportunity for him to hurt more people than he ever could have if Reid had let him die.

Whatever Nathan's feelings, Reid has settled the fears fueling this dream and it fades away.]

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