The Murdered Sun - Christie Golden [99]
The door hissed closed behind him. Janeway returned her attention to the stars, but she also took a sip of the hot rosehip tea. The conversation had comforted her somehow, helped her sort out her own thoughts. She sat a few moments longer, downing the beverage, then instructed the computer to dim the lights. As she slipped between the cool sheets, she felt a warm drowsiness steal over her. She had done the right thing, had helped build a bridge between two peoples who ought never have been so divided. She could sleep.
In a few moments, the captain of the Starship Voyager was sound asleep.
And elsewhere on the ship, alone with his dreams, her first officer raced with a laughing-eyed animal spirit in a landscape that never was.
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About the Author
Christie Golden spent her math classes in high school writing Star Trek scripts, so she is delighted, fifteen years later, to be an official part of the Star Trek universe.
Golden has been all over the map in her writing. She's written gothic horror/fantasy (Vampire of the Mists, Dance of the Dead and The Enemy Within), several short stories, and an epic fantasy novel, Instrument of Fate, due out in April from Ace Books. The Murdered Sun is her first foray into science fiction, and she has found that she likes it.
She lives in Colorado with her husband, Michael, and two cats.
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