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Chapter One
Carlos Tarasco of the S.S. Valiant stood in front of his captain's chair and eyed the phenomenon pictured on his viewscreen.
It was immense, he thought. No - it was beyond immense. It stretched across space without boundaries or limits, a blazing vermillion abyss without beginning or end.
"Amazing," said Gardenhire, his redheaded ops officer.
Tarasco grunted. "You can say that again."
Sommers, the curly-haired brunette who was sitting next to Gardenhire at the helm controls, cast a glance back at the captain. "You still want to go through it, sir?"
"Do we have a choice?" Tarasco asked her.
The helm officer recognized it as a rhetorical question and returned her attention to her monitors. With her slender fingers crawling across her control dials like an exotic variety of insect, she deployed additional power t ... read full excerpt from Star Trek: The Next Generation: Pantheon ebook
