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May 2012
I touched him while he was frightened
For me there was no emotion
I have none
My race does not allow it
Mind meld,
Is what my people call what he needs
He called it strange
But he needed my help
To erase the memories
It is highly dangerous
To perform such intimacy
Especially with the Captain of my ship
But nessacary
The Borg prison I rescued him from
Holds a set of memories
No human should keep
His emotions immediately
Flooded my thoughts
It was so difficult to keep control
I am…in control…of my emotions…
I am…a…I am…
So angry! I wanted to scream
I released my fingers from his temples
And fell to my knees
Catching the Captain as he went down
Tears of rage running down my face
As the Captain woke
He looked at me with an emotion
I know as sadness
No memory,
But he knew
Touching his hand to my cheek
He spoke these words to me:
“You are Vulcan and you are in control.”
Cassiel Moore
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