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        On A Pale Horse   Almighty God, my armor and my shield, I pray, in my darkest hour, deliver me from my foe, and raise me up to life everlasting. Jonah Daniels twirled the prayer around in his mind like a piece of candy floss as he pressed his gaze firmly at the dizzying readouts on his neon instrument panel, carefully sparing his eyes from the square viewport just above.   “Penetration of the nebula in one minute.”   One minute couldn’t possibly come any sooner, to say nothing of the five agonizing minutes it would take the bloated, lumbering ship to pass through it. As if space weren’t empty enough. He had glimpsed it many tim...

U.S.S. Discovery (NCC-91193)  “Poker Night”     “There’s your fifty, and two hundred more.”   “Y’know Tijon, the key to an effective bluff is that sometimes you have to actually be holding the cards?”   The lithe, pale blue-skinned Bolian chief engineer rolled her eyes and an exasperated grin formed on her face as she glanced along the table at her blonde pony-tailed opponent. Though he was four years her senior and powerfully built like a parisses squares player, the young Trill Lieutenant had the innocent arrogance of a teenager and had made it his mission to ingratiate himself with her ever since he came aboard. She couldn’t be sure if ...