Best Destiny (Star Trek: The Original Series)
Chapter One
Tension on the bridge could have been lifted and
carried.
It would have cast the people into chaos, except
for the anchor of the captain's voice. The
captain on any ship was the only reason the
crews could ever sleep or eat, for no one can
sleep or eat where there isn't the anchor.
With that anchor on board, no storm was too bad,
no fog too thick, no silence too damning.
Knowing the ship around them was screaming
through space at warp nine, piercing through
increasing waves of antiproton flush and heading
not away from that horrifying fact of death but
right into it, the crew clung to the captain's
voice.
"Mr. Chekov, project our course and report
what's there in a funnel of fifty light-years in
diameter. Specify any outposts, Federation or
otherwise, areas of con ... read full excerpt from Star Trek: The Original Series: Best Destiny ebook
