Spoiler: Die Me Dichotomy
Disclaimer: Not Mine. If it was, we'd have a Farscape Channel.
Small pin pricks dancing along the skin before turning into razors. Slowly cauterizing the flesh as it falls away. And he can feel it all. Severing his ties from the pain is the only way to survive the assault that comes from within and he smiles through the pain.
"You're right, Aeryn. There's no Scorpius here. There's only me. "