Sep 26, 2004 09:42
*after his conversation with Data, walks with the Bajoran to this temple of hers. Perhaps he will learn more of this place he's found himself in. How he got so far from England and what has happened to his dear friend Sherlock*
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*opens the casing when alone, is surrounded by white light and suddenly sees Sherlock.*
The games afoot, my dear doctor. We just need to follow the clues to get you back home. Leading the way into some mist.
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past, present, future is mixed up in this one.
not like the Sisko, where time is linear.
time swirls within him, a constant hurricane.
the many people within, the many memories are tearing him apart.
we must calm the wind and bring the one to preeminence from the many.
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Feels herself fade away.
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