Okay, folks. Next scene: re-introduction to our old friend and colleague....
Star Trek: Aventine
A Rendezvous With Destiny
Spock sat down in the promenade of Starbase 24. He considered all the different races he saw…and he could identify every one. He considered the great pain being felt by those races—after the Borg had ravaged the homeworlds of so many.
He considered the great responsibilities now faced by those in authority, in the Federation…in the Klingon Empire…and their allies.
He considered the great responsibilities that he himself had faced…and indeed, still faced.
Spock turned, and looked up at the man standing by him. “Yes…Commander?”
The commander of Starbase 24 replied, “The Aventine
is now in orbit of the base. May I escort you to the transporter room?”
Spock rose, took his single piece of luggage, and nodded. “You may, Commander.”
As they walked by the station’s outer wall, Spock turned to the windows, to see the vessel which would transport him. The Aventine
flew by—a worthy vessel indeed. Spock had often heard it described as resembling an Earth shark. While there was indeed a resemblance, nonetheless, there was a certain grace about the vessel—a grace which Starfleet engineers always tried to introduce into any vessels of the fleet.
Spock had often heard it said that beauty was in the eye of the beholder. In his eyes…the Aventine
was indeed beautiful. And though the two vessels in no discernable way resembled each other, Spock was nonetheless reminded of another starship on which he had been most…honored…to serve.
And with this thought, Spock followed the commander into the transporter room, awaiting the beginning of the mission to come.
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