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SIGHT UNSEEN - Kathy Stanis

The stark, raving madness on the planet below tainted the air of the ISS Enterprise it hovered like a vulture riding updrafts of carrion fumes.

A SUNSET TOUCH - Cyd Bascom

Smoking a stim-stick, Kirk stood before the partially open balcony window. It was dead of night on Edessa Major, and the rain was beating down relentlessly upon the impressive fortress high atop a sheer mountain. All around, far below, unseen now beyond the veil of rain and darkness, lay endless plains . . . .

NO SUCH THING - Karla Kelly

Captain Kirk circled the bridge like a hungry hawk in the dead of winter.

Spock allowed himself a sigh. He was in complete agreement with Uhura. Moreau has made her bed. Why does she not lie in it? Spock concentrated on his sensors, refusing further speculation about the latest quarrel between the Captain and his woman.

WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT? - Kitty Berman

Spock was feeling inordinately pleased. He had finally managed to elude the body guards inflicted on him by his father and had made his escape from the Embassy, where he was supposed to be staying while his parents paid their respects to the Emperor and his latest wife. .

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WEB OF CHANGE - Scott Hunter

Maybe it's nothing to brag about, but within fifteen seconds of meeting the Vulcan Captain I made him laugh. It didn't matter that I said nothing of true interest or importance in those fifteen seconds. What counted was the reaction to my trivial banter and what price the Vulcan would extract from me before this particular episode was finished.

MASKS - Brianna Falken

The first officer of the ISS Enterprise rolled over to place his arm possessively across his bedmate and encountered nothing but empty space. He moved his hand slowly across the silken sheets, blindly searching for the human body which had given him such pleasure the night before. Dark eyes snapped open . . . .

POETRY by

COVERS by

ART by Kathy Stanis, Chris Soto & Terri Rett.

July 1995