Odlično si to opisao Cviček...
A pogotovo ono u vezi ukidanja Enterprisea.
Nikad neću oprostit tim uber sterilnim geekovskim (američkim) TNG fanovima kojima Ent nije bio dovoljno dobar da bude Trek... ali su ga svejedno stalno gledali... tako da poslije toga mogu pljuvat po njemu. I da oni su najviše odgovorni za ukidanje Enterprisea.
A baš kao što sam rekao Enterprise je ono što je Star Treku vratilo čar, dušu, mordeniziralo ga a ipak zadržao Star Trek duh.
Nešto što ovaj novi film kako se sve više izgleda nema...

slažem se sa svime osim sa zadnjom rečenicom...

ENT ima dušu avanturista što je u istoj mjeri imao možda VOY, ali svi ostali serijali imaju manje tog avanturističkog...

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Ja kad sam to prvi put vidio pomislio.. wtf kaj se desilo s Enterpriseom? Tek kad je intro završio skužio da je radnja u Mirror universeu.

Oukej dragi moji entovci...pukla me inspiracija danas i u 15 min napisah mali fan fic.

E da,al na engleskom. I onak,malo je čudan.

Pa ako netko izrazi želju,mogu ga postati.

Svaka konstruktivna kritika bi bila više nego poželjna,dakle evo...



The last thing I remember is that he grabbed me by the arm and then we were back in my room. Just like that, as if only a second ago I wasn't.....where? But where was I? On a ship, I was sure of it....and there was a captain...and a crew.

Bewildered, I looked at the man who brought me back to the world I knew. His tall black figure didn't fit in my room. Intruder would be a euphemism for him.

He was still holding my arm but then released it with a striking determination. I couldn't sort out the chaos in my mind.

„What just happened“, I asked while trembling severely. Nerves? Fear? The emotions were too closely bound together to make any sense of them. „Why did you bring me back...who are you?“, I looked at him with a stare which seemed to me as decisive, but it probably was anything but that...possibly resembling a frighten kitten. He said nothing nor moved an inch.

„Can I at least know where it is I went? “
„No. “
„What about when? “
„No. “
„Can you then tell me who were those people? “
„No. “
„Did I hallucinate the whole thing? Am I hallucinating now? “
He smiled for the first time.
„What's that supposed to mean?! Look, I just need to know if it was real or not! “My voice was shivering. I was on the brink of tears.

„You do know I'll never be able to forget this...let alone explain it or give in any sense! “
His reply was conclusive: “That's what I'm counting on. “

„But how did I get there? I read something about astral planes but that… “He interrupted the sentence before I could finish it: “You give yourself far too much credit human. You are not special. Merely lucky. “

„My instinct tells me different. I refuse to think this all was a product of my mind. Something is at hand. And I got in the middle of this web of circumstances. Or maybe I was supposed to get in the middle....I don't know! But the only thing I do know is that my instinct's never wrong. “, I concluded in an angry way.

His eyes blazed with cold fury. I tried to match it, but failed miserably. I could imagine his hand wrapped tight around my neck, hear the cracking of the bones. Maybe I wouldn't feel a thing. Or maybe I really was in the wrong.

I didn't expect him to speak, but he did: „ You can't even begin to comprehend the complexity of this situation. So save your breath. I've already stayed here longer than I should have. “

„Then there's something keeping you. An unclear conscience perhaps? Come on, pour your heart out. “, I added with a grin on my face.

I couldn't help it, I was fascinated by him. By the mere looking at him, I knew there was something at work here. Something bigger than me, him or anything really. He was too real to be a hallucination, too tangible, too vivid. But also right. I couldn't meddle in it, I had no right to. But I was already drawn in it. Doesn't that give me some right?

As if he could see this mess brewing in my mind, his eyes never left my face.

„Just try to forget this, all right? “, he said. „and say nothing to no one. Well, even if you do, they won't believe you. “

I boldly used my sarcasm: “The stupidity of the 21st century serves you well, doesn't it? “

He smiled as if remembering some other, distant adventures: „Oh, it can sometimes be real helpful. “

His last words echoed in my mind long after he pushed a small button hidden somewhere on his sleeve and disintegrated in the middle of my room, leaving for who knows where: „Take care. “

All of the sudden, I was standing alone in my room. As the darkness engulfed me, my heart was beating frantically.

It wasn't a dream. I was there. I met them all. They were real. And this...man...was real. A temporal agent. I heard someone whisper that when I was...well...there.

There will be no sleep for me tonight or many to come, as for that matter. Only remembrance. And finding a way to explain, to grasp, to comprehend. A ship, a captain, a crew. Enterprise. As I said the name in my mind, I could feel it imprinting there. Another feeling took over me. An unbearable thirst for answers.

vec sam te pohvalila na msnu da je odlicno

mogla bi malo cesce pisati

note ostalima:obavezno da ste procitali

WOW kad ide nastavak?

Svaka čast Mirna.. Definitivno svaka čast.
Klanjam ti se!
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Pa hm...onak malo sam se zeznula ovim jer bi nastavak zapravo značio pričanje priče iz početka...tj.retrospekcija. Ova priča je baš "in medias res".
Al bit će, samo što moram bit oprezna da ne bih samoj sebi rušila kanon.


Hvala hvala.
"On" će se pojaviti,ooo da.
A ne mogu ti baš reć šta će bit poslije...tj.prije....tj.poslije Stay tuned.
I da,pitaj slobodno te tri riječi.



E stvarno vam hvala, puno mi znače te pohvale. Imam poticaj onda neš još napisati. I znači da nisam fulala faks.

I možda će mi ova priča izać u anglističkom časopisu...no nisu oni baš izbirljivi.

Živopisno, ostavlja snažan dojam.