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CHAPTER 37 - Karla Kelly

While serving as an aide to Ambassador Spock on the planet, Galen, an incident occurred which led to my eventual promotion to Ambassador and to a change in Spock's career. The incident involved the Federation Starship, Enterprise, and its captain, James T. Kirk. It is one of the few times in my career that I was involved in an act of espionage, even though my involvement was superficial.

THE SMALL SLAVE - Gena Moretti

"What does the Sacret...show now? This question was gasped desperately through a dust ccoated throat.

The answer was equally painfully gasped back. "I am ... facing ... two swords. I am nearly ... blind from.... sweat burning my eyes. I have been . . . too tired to feel my sword ... long enough ... for my shadow to grow... twice my length. Now you want ... me to look at the Sacret for orders? Ask Spock .

I cannot!"

ACADEMY AFTERMATH - Karin Porter

"Just my luck," muttered the dark-blond Starfeet cadet to himself, as he looked out of his dorm window at the fog and drizzle. Now that I've finished making up all the class work I've missed, it's raining. Oh, well, it can't rain forever, even in San Francisco, he told himself trying to lighten his spirits.

PRISM - (novella) Carolyn Spencer.

"You working tonight, Jim?"

I knew Ephram didn't mean the question the way it wounded. During the course of our three month business relationship, I'd learned to read between the lines. It was just an opening conversational gambit. Just a polite way of saying, "Should I send the First one over?" The Saurian Brandy I'd ordered, my third, landed by my elbow. I smiled up into the familiar lined face

"No.".

DREAM SHARDS OF REALITY - J. Mercedes

He rests calmly against the cool stone, looking so calm. I know the rock is cool for I sweat the life- blood of a human into the red sands of Vulcan.

1 tied him up, wrestled him to the ground, held him captive with sinew and muscle until the manacles could be placed, attached to the ancient hold ties and my slave awaited. Mine, all mine. Hours, years, minutes and forever I've dreamed of this possibility. Spock mine; held by my fragile cuffs of metal that he could cast aside far easier than the traditions of his past ....

COVERS BY: Soto

Art by: Soto & Deeb

Poetry by: h.r. radei & J. Schedier

July 1996