IC: A Night that Might Have Been
[I can feel it building up. It's an almost physical pressure that I can't ignore any longer. All I can do, all I want to do, is let it flow through me, become a conduit for it again. It's been so long I can feel it tingling in my bones, crying out for a chance to be released. My instincts are humming through my veins, tensed and waiting for that perfect moment, waiting to discharge.]