Within The Mirror 5

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THE ARMS OF A FRIEND - Jean Gabriel

 

That Vulcan isn't going to get away with it. Jim and I have been close since our days at the Empire's Space Academy and I'm not going to let that cold-blooded, pointed-eared freak come between us.

 

REVOLVING DOOR - Karla Kelly

 

The transporter beam brought four very grateful people aboard the Enterprise. The strain of their time in the Mirror universe was etched on their faces, covering their bodies like a pall.

McCoy ordered two days of rest immediately.

With some amusement, Spock observed Kirk breathing deeply, running his hand casually over the turbo bulkhead, pausing once to close his eyes and listen, absorbing the "feel" of his ship.

 

MIRROR EXPIATION - Yvonne DeChine

 

" . . . consider it . . . ."

Spock reactivated the transporter programming and the four intruders dematerialized.

There should be little for him to do now, until . . . .

"Damn!" Marlena bit her lip sharply. She had risked everything and been left behind.

Quick wits had always saved her before.

 

DANGER WITHIN THE MIRROR - Laurel Davies

 

The Captain of the ISS Enterprise was restless at night, disturbed by dreams. Each one was similar; in this one, he was lost in a narrow corridor with many doors on each side, and none of the doors would open. At first he walked and then he ran down the corridor, knowing that Spock was hiding somewhere waiting for him.

 

 

POETRY by

Linda Frankel.

 

COVERS by

Kay Wells.

 

ART by

SBL, Kay Wells

 

 

 

February 1991

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