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Star Trek: The Original Series
slash zines


Debuted at MediaWest*Con, May 2009

Common Ground front coverCommon Ground NEW!
A ST:TOS Slash Novel
by Award-Winning Writer Tiger Tyger
First Novel in the Fields of Evermore Trilogy
133 pages / 62,000 words
$20 U.S. + S&H
Full-color Front AND Back Covers
by Award-Winning Fan Artist Lorraine
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An unconsummated bond, a self-sacrificing Vulcan first officer, and an all-action captain combine for a thrilling romantic adventure. Fraught with danger from within and without, Kirk and Spock navigate the ebb and flow of a new bond, the end of Enterprise's five-year mission, and the new life they hope to forge together as they grope for common ground.

Excerpt:

Jim's towel hung neatly, next to his own. It was still damp, and Spock grasped it. His fingers trembled as he pressed it against his face and inhaled deeply. Shamed by his behavior but unable to stop, he pressed it against his chest, as though he were holding the man himself. Face contorted in agony, he caught his reflection in the mirror and it staggered him.

Though Seyjan and McCoy had been dogging his heels with the ruthless efficiency of their kind, pressing hyposprays and food into him with determined regularity, they had been unable to stop the ravages of an uncompleted bond from showing on his features. He appeared haggard, deeper lines showing on his face than normal, a dull expression to his gaze that spoke of the turmoil within. He was pale, and he'd lost weight. His hands trembled constantly now, and he couldn't keep any nutrition down. Even fluids were untenable at this point. Spock realized with very little feeling that he could die before they reached Vulcan, now only sixty hours away.

Common Ground back cover He turned away. There was nothing that could be done. That he had followed his human heart in this instance was immaterial; logic would have driven him relentlessly down the same path. Bathing quickly, he defiantly used Jim's towel, scrubbing it roughly across his body as he wished the human's hands to do....


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