photon torpedoes, full spread
coming back to work after a weekend away
“When I was very small, I remember there was this tree right outside my window. It was the ugliest, most gnarled and battered old tree I’ve ever seen. Even the birds stayed away from it.” “But you loved it? “I hated it.”
“Send him to the mines.” “The mines? But he should die for this!“
where are you beaming down to, Chief?