Dream of the Trill

Posted on Wed 8th Oct, 2025 @ 9:24am by Commander Heriah Rex

430 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: From The Ashes
Location: Heriah's Quarters
Timeline: Late Night

Hearing a voice call out in recognizable yet somehow completely incomprehensible words, Heriah gently stepped about in pursuit of the lone voice about the dimly lit corridors with some flickering lights as though in a state of disrepair and which were also vacant and silent and otherwise void of life save for the lone voice sounding again which clued her in on a better location and approximate age of its owner ranging from the ages of eight and ten which was a mighty young age for one to be about and venturing the starbase corridors alone at the time of night that Heriah really could not tell and it never did occur to her to ask the computer which could have also detected the presence and location of another life form that was calling out again, but this time it sounded much, much closer with still no comprehension to the spoken words save for the fact that it wanted to be found or followed or that it wanted to find something or somebody, which proved true as Heriah reluctantly, though tried her best to not appear reluctant, rounded another corner and found herself face to face with a little boy, spots running down either side of his face, whose other features seemed very familiar to her but foreign just as his voice was foreign but somehow brought on a level of familiarity as though she knew exactly who this was and where he came from yet the name and location, every tiny little detail that could identify the little boy eluded and evaded her knowledge leaving her with little other choice other than to stoop down to him for a closer look and stare blankly at him hoping the knowledge would come to her or that he would make some form of indication informing her of his identity that, if she only but knew, would hit her like a slap in the face which he did physically land solidly upon her cheek a mighty slap causing her to withdraw from him in a start only to see, after blinking away her surprise and wiping away the brief sting, him running away and calling out, yet again, those incomprehensible words that thundered throughout the corridors permeating the walls and also throughout her conscience as her eyes flew open and she sat up in bed, covers falling away from her, realizing it had all been a dream without realizing if it was truly her dream, a dream of the Rex symbiont residing within her abdomen or a dream derived from them both.

 

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