Authors Note: My first story is a one shot. The idea came to me quite randomly. Please Read and Review. All Vulcan comes from the Vulcan Language Dictionary.
Story
Amanda,
My time is growing short and I fear I shall not be able to see thee again my Th'y'la. But before the flames
take me and I am drive to madness I must write to you and tell me the truth. I cherish thee Amanda above all
others and I have cherished thee from the first moment I saw you in the Vulcan embassy. I saw your bright blue
eyes and my blood stirred even then. Everyday your ways have tempted me, forcing the primal Vulcan in me to finally
claim you- but you are not mine and can never be so. Your are his, my friend, the bold passionate one. I know I shall
never have you but I cannot give you up- I will accept no other. With this I know I must leave you, all of you. I must
seek solace in the darkness of space were my fever can ravage me into madness alone, were I can be of no danger and you
cannot witness my shame. Please know that I love thee Amanda, yes love, and that my last thoughts within the flames will
be of you.
Farewell my Th'y'la.
Looking at his letter Soran tilted his head. His ship would take him far into the badlands in 4.637 hours before cutting
power. With hope the electrical storms would destroy his ship before the flames torched his mind further. He had made
arrangements for his replacement to Sarek and his affairs were in order. There was only one more thing left to do. As
Soran burned his note, the words imprinted on his mind he saw the bright blue eyes of his beloved as the red hot flames
burned his control.
Really Sarek should never know how much he approved of his mate.