A series of thoughts that Amanda wrote in her journal.
(See the end of the work for notes.)
Beautiful
Vulcan, December 27th 2295
Words, when they suddenly make sense in the translation.
Flowers, after months of cultivating.
Bed, following hours of hard work.
Hot sticky-toffee pudding with ice-cream.
.
My husband’s ambassadorial robe, when he’s debating.
The smell of the sea on Earth.
T’Rukh at night.
And my son’s smile.
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