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Cptn Corizon

Labored Breaths

"My fate is to live among varied and confusing storms. But for you perhaps, if as I hope and wish you will live long after me, there will follow a better age. When the darkness has been dispersed, our descendants can come again in the former pure radiance."—Petrarch

Taenix and Keevan sat looking at each other, staring intently at the report that lay before them, neither fully accepting it. Both understood the ramifications, but neither could wrap their brains around what they’d been genetically programmed to believe was heresy was the truth.

 

“You wish to present this to the Council?” Keevan said looking up for the first time since the datapad had been delivered. “You believe this to be wise, Weyoun?”

 

Weyoun shook his head. “I do not pretend to know what is wise any more, Keevan.”

 

The two exchanged sorrowful nods.

 

“I still… I still can’t believe it to be true.”

 

They looked to Taenix; it seemed odd to the ‘younger’ Vorta that she’d be so utterly shaken. “The Gods…” she stammered as her brain processed the thoughts and tried to make sense of them. “They’ve abandoned us.”

 

Silence.

 

“Perhaps,” Keevan finally offered, “perhaps if the Excalibur is successful, if they find the device…”

 

“You think Odo will return to lead us?”

 

“The Dominion is on the brink of collapse. The Dominion is the Founder’s work, their legacy…surely he understands that?”

 

Weyoun frowned deeply, even for a Vorta. “I fear he will not.”

 

Taenix and Keevan looked at him. “And why?”

 

“The Founders fear for their own survival, not that of their creations…”

 

“What you speak is heresy,” Taenix replied sharply. “The Founders are our gods, they would not… they cannot simply abandon us so easily. Nor will they.”

 

Another long silence pervaded the room.

 

“I think this shows that we cannot yet reveal this to the rest of the Council,” Weyoun offered coolly. “As you say Taenix, the Dominion is fracturing. The client worlds are asserting themselves, asking for… for freedom. Many Vorta and even some Jem’Hadar are questioning our legitimacy…”

 

“Yes,” she said. “This could only send them over the edge, and we do not know that Odo will reject us. Perhaps he can be convinced to… sure up our legitimacy issue?”

 

“Perhaps,” Keevan said. “It would buy us time to re-position ourselves…”

 

“We can only hope,” Weyoun added. “I fear that we are living in the last hours of the Dominion, that we are taking the last, desperate grasps for life and that shortly our time will expire and the dream of peace and order will die.”

 

Silence.

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