Blink (Star Trek: TOS story)

K/S Fanfiction
Title:	Blink
Author(s):	Nadja Lee
Date(s):	2009
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Genre:	slash
Fandom:	Star Trek: The Original Series
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Blink is a TOS Kirk/Spock story by BlueVelvetSpock. Illustrated by Blacklily.

It was published in the print zine T'hy'la #30.

Summary

"In the Nexus, is there any way to determine illusion from reality?"

Reactions and Reviews

Stories based on Generations with Kirk in the Nexus are not usually favorites of mine (I prefer to pretend as though the movie never existed!), but I really enjoyed this one. I thought this was a very well written story about Kirk and what it is like for him in the Nexus; one of the best I‘ve ever read. It‘s set after the events portrayed in the movie Generations, and Kirk is still trapped in the Nexus. I like the way the author wrote how Kirk perceived the flow of time and how everything resets as he climbs to the sleeping loft. Spock has figured out how to enter the Nexus, and there‘s a wonderful reunion scene as Spock and Kirk finally are together the way they were always meant to be. As the story ends, Kirk and Spock will now stay with each other in the Nexus even though outside of it Spock must return to his work on Romulus. This story was touching and poignant - after it ended, I couldn‘t help but think of Spock returning to Romulus alone without Kirk.

The concept of the false paradise is explored often in Trek. This brilliant story runs with that theme as the author explores reality and illusion, identity and shadow, eternity and finite lifespans.

Kirk is trapped in the Nexus. Bits and pieces of his life float to the surface, repeat themselves, and disappear into a never-ending present. He drifts from one scenario to another, and even the tiniest wisp of thought can become real. Everything is pleasant, everything happens exactly as he expects it to – because he has lived it all before, if only in his mind. In the Nexus, nothing matters to Kirk. He is aware that he is trapped in illusion; he also remains trapped in apathy as he is carried along by the real and imagined kaleidoscope of his life. He floats from one pastoral scene to another – making breakfast for the unseen Antonia, enjoying horseback riding on a pleasant day – and then there are the other images – the ones that matter. He sees himself and Spock as the lovers they never were, he sees Spock in the guise of virgin and then as dominant master, playing with fantasy images that he long ago buried under the surface of his real life.

And then he enters into a new illusion – or perhaps a new reality.