This story was written from a music prompt, Once Upon a Dream, from the Sarek and Amanda Facebook group.
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
And I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you, I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once, the way you did once
Upon a dream
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek, Sarek or Amanda nor the Disney song that prompted this story (more's the pity). The story itself is mine, and shall be freely provided.
Once Upon A Dream
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1. Amanda's Dream
She had been told it was a disconcerting feeling to meet Vulcan's ambassador to Earth. But as she stood there too stunned to look away, she didn't think they had meant this.
He had a presence to him that spoke of power and intelligence; it did not encourage familiarity. And yet…and yet… as she looked at him, she felt something unexpected.
As his eyes met hers she had such a strong sensation of deja vu, a feeling that this was not in fact their first time meeting.
It seemed minutes ticked by, then hours. Perhaps the life time of the universe passed by as they stood there staring at one another.
She realized she knew him, that she had always known him, and had been waiting for this moment.
She could not look away, or speak, or move at all, nor did she wish to. But then he blinked, or perhaps she did, and she was free of his gaze. She felt like she was waking from a dream.
She let out a long breath she hadn't realized she was holding. Raising her hand in the ta'al, she managed to vocalize around the lump in her throat, "Dif tor heh smusma kevet-dutar Sarek'.
Pleased to hear that her voice came out strong and clear, she smiled. And when he spoke the traditional reply she was not at all surprised that he added 'Amanda', though she had never given him her name.
And for the first time she felt that her name was spoken how it should be, its meaning laid bare by the one she had been unknowingly waiting for.
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Notes and translations:
The name Amanda translates as "having to be loved", "deserving to be loved" or simply "worthy of love".
Ta'al Vulcan hand Salute, used for greetings and farewells, usually accompanied by the traditional greeting.
Dif tor heh smusma Traditional greeting, translates as Live long and prosper. The reply is Peace and Long life, for which I do not yet know the Vulcan translation.
kevet-dutar Ambassador
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