Here it is, my friends! The last chapter! Thanks to all, for reading and reviewing.
LazyLazyJane: Thanks for reviewing. I really, really, really appreciate it. ;) Hope this chapter satisfies, and review!
foxylittlelady: I don't have much of an opinion about Nita/Kit. I like unusual pairings (see this fic) but none would really work out (see this fic again). I've never thought of the Lone One becoming human, I wonder how that would work. Keep reviewing!
One more note: I have a spinoff fic called Bond, which is based on one sentence in chapter 10, a mention of Friaith. I will be revising the fic, but if you liked Spark then I would recommed it.
I'm sad this is the last chapter, but I hope it's as good as the rest! Remember I still want reviews!
His mind was reeling, spinning on its axis. If it had an axis anymore. If it did, He could not feel it. He could only focus on one feeling, that consumed him from the inside out. One feeling, one tearing, ripping, scalding, rapturous feeling that He could now name. Love. It seared His soul, and healed it in harmony with the pain.
Yet, a fraction of that unbearably glorious feeling of Love- Love, which He had nearly forgotten- was pushed aside to make room for one more myriad feeling. Content. He was content. Incredible, inconceivable, but true. A lost feeling that was only remembered from the days before he was cast out, formerly embroiled deep down in the depths of hatred from where it emerged, triumphant and champion. He reveled in it.
He knew, somehow, that all was well. Something had irrevocably, inevitably gone right. Some old, broken part of Him was healed, and was bright once again. He no longer feared that light. He embraced it, and burned in it. A magnificent burning. The burning filled Him, opposed Him, and cleansed Him. And Loved Him.
He turned, and saw His spark.