U.S.S. Corsair - NX-011979
Nebula II Prototype
“Sic Parvis Magna”
(Greatness From Small Beginnings)
“Progeny of the Progenitors - Part 15”
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The last few days had passed slowly as the USS Corsair made her way toward the mysterious Romulan planet of D’aisnenn. With a Romulan warship trailing behind as escort and the Corsair in foreign territory the mood aboard was far from dull despite business as usual. The crew seemed on edge and there was a sense of palatable tension in the air. Few starships had ever crossed into Romulan territory and returned home in one piece.
Such things were on the mind of the Corsair’s captain as he lay awake in bed recording his thoughts in his daily personal log.
“Computer, continue log entry. I do not doubt my decision to follow this course of action. There are sufficient facts to draw meaningful conclusions. The Romulans themselves have also reviewed the facts and have seen fit to escort us to D’aisnenn.
However despite my sense of duty in this matter I cannot help but be concerned about what lies in wait for us. D’aisnenn is an uninteresting and barren world. Our only information comes from sensor reading and fragmented data obtained from freighter captains and transports that frequent such areas in Romulan space. The sparse data I’ve been able to obtain suggests a planet covered in ice barely able to sustain life. Light comes from a dying star which keeps the planet from being nothing more than a frozen ball of ice in a sector of devoid of any other planetary bodies save for a few asteroids and debris fields.
I have no idea what we may encounter on this planet or why anyone would go to lengths to inhabit a worthless planet closely being consumed by the cold of deep space.
There must be something there of some value or perhaps within the general area. Perhaps someone has stumbled across deposits of dilithium or some other natural resource of some significant value. The disappearances aboard the station may be tied to a need for labor in dangerous conditions no sane worker would readily accept. Hmm. I have a hypothesis which fits the available facts yet I have many such notions and only a handful of tantalizing clues. My primary concern is to discover if there are indeed Federation citizens held on this planet. If there are then I must discover how they arrived and they purpose behind their abductions.
End Log.
Computer, store and save under personal logs. End recording.”
Pulling his blanket around his shoulders, Ramius leaned back in his bed. Sleep had not come easy the last few days as his mind furiously pondered the perplexing puzzles that had presented themselves. They were roughly 24 hours away from D’aisnenn. He had to relax and make some time for sleep. The next 48 to 72 hours would be telling. If the past was any indication then the odd sensation he had which he could only attribute to instinct indicated that the future would be anything but dull.
[ To Be Continued ]
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Captain Taverain Ramius
Commanding Officer, USS Corsair
