Characters: Dr. Mira Trassano
Mira stood on the Observation deck in a crowd of fellow Rangers. It was the beginning of third shift and she was off- duty. Captain Hale’s voice over the intercomm fell silent and all eyes were transfixed by the sight of the ship falling into the star. The Centauri woman couldn’t wrench her eyes away either. Her tears ran freely down her cheeks and she didn’t have the energy to wipe them away.
The Rangers drifted out, going back to their duties or simply going somewhere else. No one wanted to stay on the Observation deck after the funeral. But, one lone plump figure dropped onto the floor and pulled out of her pocket a bottle of brevari. A bowl soon appeared and was filled. Mira left it on the floor in front of her for the Gods. After a moment’s prayer, Mira took a healthy swallow of the fine Centauri liquor. Another prayer and another swallow soon followed.
There were only 47 bodies. There were 52 crew members. Where are the rest? She closed her eyes for a moment but she couldn’t block out the image of death. May these souls find their way to their Heavens. Mira took another swig. Death, are you stalking me? Everywhere I go, you seem to find me and you take away all those I touch. My Father, many of my family, my captain and now, you stand in wait to take a friend. She sighed. May these souls find peace and beauty in the presence of their Gods. She took another swallow.
Why am I here? True, the Rangers needed doctors when I joined, but now that seems to have taken care of itself. I was never trained properly for a Ranger. Mira frowned.May these souls be welcomed and comforted by their ancestors. The doctor gulped down another mouthful. If I had been recruited in a more normal manner, would I be here? Would I have passed the training? I don’t think so. I am no true Ranger. The others are so much more…. Her very thoughts faltered for lack of a word. May these souls bask in the light of Truth. Mira took refuge from her thoughts by chugging another ounce of brevari.
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