Star Trek V_The Final Frontier by J. M. Dillard

Author:J. M. Dillard [Dillard, J. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Science Fiction
ISBN: 9780743454230
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Amazon: B00321OR3U
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Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2002-10-07T07:00:00+00:00

Sulu closed his eyes and remembered . . . and saw Mrs. Weisel's eyelids flutter once,

and her chest sink with the expiration of breath. It did not rise again.

She was dead before you left, the stranger repeated.

Even if you had made it home as swiftly as possible, she 189

would not have survived. She was a casualty of the pirate attack, not your childish. terror.

"I shouldn't have-was Sulu began, and broke off.

He wanted to say that he shouldn't have gotten lost anyway; a part of him wanted to cling irrationally to his guilt . . . but the stranger had cleanly excised it from him. There was no holding on to it.

Sulu imagined it rising through the air, levitating beyond his grasp ....

You were a frightened child. Even so, you behaved bravely. You got help for the old man and your friend.

"I. . ." Sulu began, then trailed off helplessly. He stared down at Mrs.

Weisel's gray, pinched face. This time he felt only sorrow. She had been a kind person, and the pirates had killed her. It was a bitterly sad thing. And then even the sorrow rose up and floated away. In its absence, Sulu experienced a deep sense of relief and an odd mixture of

melancholy and euphoria. He looked at Mrs.

Weisel's body and wept tears that were cleansing and free from shame.

When he finished, he looked up and saw that the stranger's features had become visible in the darkness. Sulu had never seen eyes full of such wisdom, such love.

"Thank you," Sulu told him. "Please, let me repay you for your kindness. I will do whatever you ask."

To Sulu's delight, the stranger smiled.

IN THE MM, Spock struggled to master his

guilt. Of all emotions, this one proved the most difficult to overcome. Most disturbing was the truth he had to admit to himself. He had not been able to kill Sybok, but it had little to do with Surakian pacifist philosophy . . . and everything to do with the adolescent adoration of a young Vulcan for his older

brother. He had thought that, with time, such sensations would fade . . . that his only memories of Sybok would be limited to those of Sybok's crime and banishment.

And yet the memory of Sybok's kindness returned unbidden to Spock, awakening within him fondness and a deep gratitude.

He had been not quite thirteen in Earth terms when Sybok came to live with the family. Sybok was a total 191

stranger, and young Spock, though he tried not to admit it even to himself, was terrified of that first meeting.

For Sybok was a full Vulcan-the son that

Sarek had always really wanted to have. After all, young Spock reasoned, Sybok was also an adept in the ways of kolinahr, the total transcendence of emotion, and here was Spock, half human, always struggling to master his feelings, already made keenly aware by his peers of his inferior heredity.

Spock fully expected Sybok to reject him

as Sarek's rightful heir. He was therefore quite unprepared for Sybok's actual reaction.

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