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Lorian: The IDIC Romance Advent Calendar

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Happy December, everyone! May the last month of your year be filled with love, laughter, sharing, and so much joy that it flows out from you and embraces others.

To help that wish along, I’ve created a special Advent calendar. It’s as non-denominational as it can be, because it doesn’t stop on December 25 – and because it espouses the concept of IDIC – Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations.

Each day I post a flash fan fiction story. These are freewritings I created while preparing for an upcoming project (Stay tuned for more on that!). They’re rough and imperfect; I’m only going to correct for spelling and grammar. Read one, read some, read them all – suit yourself!

A note: Stay tuned after today’s main feature for two new paragraphs of “Zoom! Zoom! Zoom!”, courtesy of Erin Zarro and Fallon Brown.

Enterprise Advent 13

OK, briefing time:

  • Spoiler zone ahead! Don’t read these posts if you don’t want series spoilers, or even spoilers for other parts of The IDIC Romance, because things will be revealed, and I don’t like spoiling…I’d much rather delight.

  • The base art for the calendar elements of this post was created by Annalise S. Burton, and is used with permission and compensation.

  • I don’t own Trip, T’Pol, or the franchise that conceived them. These stories are offered as a gift, without expectation for any compensation. Of course, comments, rhapsodizing ramblings, and honest feedback of all kinds are always welcome!

And now, to the calendar…..we lift the tab…and find…a potentially enigmatic conversation.

Advent Lorian

She will not be pleased to see you, Lorian.”

That hardly seems relevant, Mother. She is, after all, a Vulcan.”

It is far more relevant than you believe, or perhaps, than you can understand. It will, I fear, be a factor in how her ship responds to you, and you’ll be wise not to overlook it, or to be as impetuous as your father was prone to.”

Better you remain here, a few moments longer, so that you go with the full understanding of who she is – who I was, at that time.”

Always, you speak in riddles, Mother, when something troubles you. Father and I would laugh about it, sometimes -”

“I know. Neither of you were as quiet as you thought yourselves. Perhaps it’s true; I’m still what my world made me, no matter how long I’ve lived among humans. Perhaps I can come no further than this – that, after much time, and many words, I can state to some degree what it is that I
feel.” She reached out to touch his hand in the filial ouz’hesta – it trembled more now than it had before they had at last found Captain Archer’s Enterprise. She wouldn’t live much longer, now, and Lorian felt a stab of panic at the coming loss. He repressed it, but not quickly enough – the trembling fingers tightened, for a moment, with the old strength, but tears leaked silently from her eyes.”It isn’t easy to lose a mother, son, even if one is an adult.”

“You have been the constant in my life.” He returned the pressure, and felt her impatience to have said what needed saying, what she found too difficult to express. “Would you prefer the meld, Mother?”

So like your father, Lorian.” A rare almost-smile. “Yes, the meld would be better, and give you my truth. You must have it, before you see her”.

Who are these people?

Who was Lorian’s father?

What is Lorian’s unspoken mission?

What will be revealed, in the meld?

Will it help Lorian?

Drop a comment in the box below, and I’ll add a paragraph to the story. If you suggest a prompt, I’ll use it. If you want to know more, I’ll explain a bit of the premise behind the story. You can also watch the Season Three episode “E2” to learn more.

And, before I go, here’s two more paragraphs from “Zoom! Zoom! Zoom!”.

Logical or Not

That certainty twisted into emotion, fed by the effects of the trellium she’d injected before coming here. Perhaps that hadn’t been a wise action; however, she needed the trellium in order to feel her way to Trip, or to have the illusion that she could feel him. And, whether it was logical or not, T’Pol needed to feel him, if she was to function.

Zoom, zoom, zoom,” the little boy whispered loudly, and T’Pol’s breath caught into a choked sound she couldn’t control. She squeezed her eyes closed against the pain. Was it only imagination that she felt a whispered echo from the immobile man, a nonverbal soothing caress within her, easing the sorrow that had become a part of her?

Need more IDIC Romance Advent stories?


I am myself. I own my life, and live with three other people who own theirs. My intention is to do only those things that bring me joy, and to give myself wholly to those things I do. Writing has been my passion throughout my life, and this will become the home for my writing life...because it brings me great joy!

4 thoughts on “Lorian: The IDIC Romance Advent Calendar

    1. Hmm…I thought I responded to this comment, but apparently I didn’t. Lorian is…well, a unique individual. If you read the next paragraph, you probably already know that he’s going to present some difficulties for a certain already deeply troubled Vulcan of our acquaintance.

    1. Lorian’s a pretty cool blend of both his parents, isn’t he? And what a shock to his other to be told she’s ‘hardly changed at all’, when she’s feeling so absolutely not in control of herself!

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