Diclaimer: It's all Paramount's, cept for Verla, T'Valk, and Rachel. Maybe
a few Maquis.
A/N: Thanks for hanging around until the dirty end! Please remember to leave a note!
Epilogue
Sela got up from her bed. She'd had the dream again, the one with her mother's death. Except this time, it had not been a nightmare. This time, her mother had lived.
She started pacing the commander's quarters on the Khazara. Her quarters, she amended. Finally hers.
She stopped and gazed at the stars for a while. She started back to her bed, but on a sudden impulse, turned back to the slowly moving starfield.
There it was! Sol. The Terran homesun. The base of the Federation. From here, just a golden speck of light, but in reality, so much more.
Sela had known for a long time that she didn't belong in the Empire. She was just too different. The Rihannsu were a very xenophobic people. They had been ever since the Orions had attacked their birthworld, Vulcan, two millennia earlier. Sela was a symbol of their fear. The fear that their people could be changed by the Federation and all contact with it. Then, a new thought came into her mind: what about the Federation?
Maybe someday . . .
A/N: Thanks for hanging around until the dirty end! Please remember to leave a note!
Epilogue
Sela got up from her bed. She'd had the dream again, the one with her mother's death. Except this time, it had not been a nightmare. This time, her mother had lived.
She started pacing the commander's quarters on the Khazara. Her quarters, she amended. Finally hers.
She stopped and gazed at the stars for a while. She started back to her bed, but on a sudden impulse, turned back to the slowly moving starfield.
There it was! Sol. The Terran homesun. The base of the Federation. From here, just a golden speck of light, but in reality, so much more.
Sela had known for a long time that she didn't belong in the Empire. She was just too different. The Rihannsu were a very xenophobic people. They had been ever since the Orions had attacked their birthworld, Vulcan, two millennia earlier. Sela was a symbol of their fear. The fear that their people could be changed by the Federation and all contact with it. Then, a new thought came into her mind: what about the Federation?
Maybe someday . . .
