Chap 3: Debt of DishonourChapter 3: T'pavanHe materialised on a curve of clean pink sand that formed a barrier between the heavy, viscous water of the sea and the ragged hem of a young forest. The shimmering depths of the sheltered lagoon, rimmed with flame trees and dark, glossy moonflower vines, broke only on the rocky shore of a submerged coral reef far out on the horizon.Spock leaned against one of the rough, white trunks, the feathered leaves five metres above his head. When he moved from the shade and into the breathtaking heat, he again became aware of the rich, formal Vulkhanir clothing he had elected to wear. The heavy, ornate material felt strange after
Chap 3: Ice and FireChapter 3:He seemed to have changed little, if at all, in the intervening years. The robes he wore could not hide his lean, loose-limbed grace, or disguise his apparent youth. Amanda guessed he was no more than thirty-something, though that judgement could not entirely be relied on when it came to the Vulcan species. Rumour had it that they aged differently from Humans. For all she knew he could be twice that, or more. Amanda shivered, abruptly off balance embarrassed by the frisson of excitement that quivered up her spine.Still unable to tear her gaze away she continued to stare until finally, no doubt feeling her eyes upon him, he looke
Chap 2: Ice and FireChapter 2:The second time Amanda thought she saw him was at the San Francisco International Space Terminal. She paced the floor nervously beside the rain-spattered windows of the departure lounge. No matter how many times she left Sol III, the take off and departure always remained exciting.Although in recent years she had travelled frequently to the moon, the Human settlements on Mars and Alpha Centauri, even visited Talish, an Andorian colony world, as the time to leave approached, she became aware of a pleasurable tension, a nervous fluttering deep in the pit of her stomach. Unable to relax, Amanda glanced at her chrono, her attention