I can only hope you’ll receive this letter, with the station in Cardassian hands. I thought today, and not for the first time, all this was because of you. Perhaps I should have been left in limbo. Perhaps you should have lived out the life you’d made. None of this happened. No war. No casualties. Continue reading “War Correspondence”
Daily Archives: August 26, 2013
The Other First Duty
Simon Cooper went through the Academy and rose to be the navigator of the Enterprise-D. Wesley Crusher was on the bridge getting the glory and not even trained for the job. “Simon!” Wesley said, “you won’t believe what happened today!” “I couldn’t guess.” “An spatial anomaly opened in our flightpath, and a space worm emerged! Continue reading “The Other First Duty”
Ghosts of the Past
She knew the face — the finely etched lines, the slicked back hair, the sallow skin — but the familiar yellow eyes had none of the depth she remembered. “You seem familiar,” he said, aware of her attention. He scrutinized her face. “Do I know you?” “No,” she said. “I thought you were someone IContinue reading “Ghosts of the Past”
Reflections on a Case
Occupied as I was with my medical practice, I saw little of Sherlock Holmes in the spring of 1890, though the papers were filled with tales of his exploits, particularly in the case of Lady Violet Churchill. “A dark affair,” said Holmes to me one evening. “Robbery, was it not?” “Blackmail, Watson! The lady hadContinue reading “Reflections on a Case”
A Fractional Consultation
A series of arsons throughout the city had all London aghast. Inspector Hopkins of the Yard believed they held a common thread and he came to our Baker Street rooms one evening to consult with Holmes. Hopkins withdrew from his jacket pocket a sheet of folded paper and passed it to Holmes. “This was foundContinue reading “A Fractional Consultation”
After Reichenbach
I had been not long returned from Switzerland when, one afternoon after making my rounds, my travels brought me by Holmes’ old lodgings in Baker Street. Mrs. Hudson, our former landlady, greeted me warmly and we spoke for some time. “I began to tidy up his things,” said she, “until a telegram arrived from hisContinue reading “After Reichenbach”
Scientific Study
“Precise experimentation,” said Holmes one morning, and then: “You wondered how I came by my ritual seven percent solution of cocaine.” “Holmes!” I exclaimed, for his surmise was correct. “I note, Watson, that you are reading this month’s Lancet, which advises a tincture of ten percent, and then your gaze falls upon the desk whereContinue reading “Scientific Study”
On the Cusp of History
Many times in his life the Doctor had been on the cusp of battle. But never like this. The TARDIS was hundreds of miles away in London. There would be no escape for him as bullets flew, as cannonshot fell. His life could easily end here, on the deck of Victory. His companion, much shorterContinue reading “On the Cusp of History”
Between Planets
“Collision alert!” the Doctor shouted above the din of alarms. The TARDIS lurched. Nyssa clutched the console, attempting to steady herself. The Doctor, somehow, stood fixed, his hands flying across the controls the bring the ship safely from the vortex. “Collision? With what? Where are we, Doctor?” “Earth’s solar system, somewhere between Earth and Mars. Continue reading “Between Planets”
Comparative Religions
Shortly after Merlin’s arrival in Camelot, he asked Gaius to explain the differences between the “Old Religion” and the religion practiced by the king — Christianity. This proved a mistake. Gaius droned on for hours, only embaffling Merlin with excessive detail. Merlin considered asking Prince Arthur the next day, then decided his curiosity would promptContinue reading “Comparative Religions”