A continuation of this fic.I entered Niomi’s quarters and braced myself against the wall. I was shaking uncontrollably and breathless from running. There was a lump forming in my chest I could feel it expanding. Niomi came out of her bedroom. She was looking at a magazine as she walked toward me. When she looked up she froze. I began biting my lip ( Read more... )

The first time I saw death was not the calm sadness of a relative passing peacefully away but a true nightmare ( Read more... )

Accepting all I’ve done and said ( Read more... )

I was on my way to the Conservancy early in the morning when I was joined by three Centauri men. I knew all of them. They had come to dinner at our house; two were cousins of my father. I felt comforted by their presence, now I wish I would have been afraid. I wish I would have run for my life ( Read more... )

Outside the door is a fairly normal looking Centauri. He bows to Londo and says, “I bring a gift from the Lady Tyree.” He hands a package and a letter to Londo. “She insisted that you open the package before the letter.” He shrugs. “Our ship will be here for a few hours while our cargo is unloaded. Then we will return to Davo. Should you wish me to ( Read more... )

Comeuppance is such a strange word. “To give what one deserves” I wonder if there is such a thing as good comeuppance? I am sure there is; the humans are notorious for their words having several unrelated and/or contradictory meanings. I imagine this is asking for the bad sort of comeuppance as that kind is more interesting.
I am reminded of a ( Read more... )