On the outside, she was a happy, beautiful

On the outside, she was a happy, beautiful young lady with a wild imagination. But on the inside, her self-preserve was lagging. Her demons started to

auction off parts of her personality in a kind of Garage Sale of the Soul. Lot 1: good intentions. Lot 2: conscience. Lot 3: kindness. Her demons were raking it in & Touria was in

Talks with a separate Legion of Legion who had a lesion and no compunction preventing them from repeatedly squaring the circle in front a mere child of 23 and on the Feast Day of

Basalt, no less. Ever amplify the zombiotic membrane to myriad cacophony, thoughts that rolled like thunder down the pate of a saddled burden. Muncie, Indiana. Fourth of July. It

-alian Western. 'Hiya Zappata' or something. It was blazing hot and the horse fainted during filming. It was the best scene and the movie, yet the horse got no credit. The horse's

name was See Biscuit and was a cousin of Equandro on his brood mare's side. See Biscuit didn't care about not getting credit for his big cinematic moment in 'Hiya Zappata". Horses

don’t care about that shit. Horses occasionally care about the human on their back, but mostly they care about running free and hooking up with a horse or two or three and then

a real scatterbrain. I once owned a horse, I believe. Yes, I'm remembering now! As head of security, Worf would try to defend the ship against what he saw as "false captains".

Horses and Star Trek? What happens in the holodeck stays in the holodeck. Now set a course out of this fold, maximum warp. Engage!