fron•tier \,frən-'tir\ n. the outer limits of knowledge and achievement
Space, the final frontier.
Space, the dungeon of death and coldness that'll make your veins pop and your brains explode.
Space, the strange blanket that is filled with myths of our ancestors and their tales.
Space, the book of galaxies and stars and science people once studied to extent and still do now.
Space, the one last place in our world to be explored, the one last place with an abundance of secrets to offer, hidden in the thick folds of pitch black.
Space, the final frontier.
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Luna Terratine hated her name.
She despised it. Simple as that. To her, it was cliché and so gaudy she could not stand it, especially when people pointed out that she was destined for the greatness and the vastness of the danger we call space - it only made her name all the more hateful.
But make no mistake, as Head Doctor of the U.S.S. Farragut, Luna certainly is brilliant.
However, she gets reassigned to the Enterprise to tend to multitudes of injured people after John Harrison's deadly genocidal attack. Despite her strong resolute against squeamish scenes like twisted arms and frightful diseases, she has always been emotionally weak and extremely submissive to emotions.
And then Khan walks straight into her life.
But even if he will never fall into the black hole of sentiment, who says a girl can't?
And then ruin herself in the process?
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The Final Frontier (A Star Trek Fanfiction)
FanfictionSpace. The final frontier. -- Luna Terratine hated her name. She despised it. Simple as that. To her, it was cliché and so gaudy she could not stand it, especially when people pointed out that she was destined for the greatness and the vastness of t...
