One single moment defines our sentience, and that is when we first look into the sky hoping to see a reflection of ourselves. Perhaps a tantalising image of God is hidden somewhere in the stars above. Perhaps all secrets are visible, somehow, if one can find the inspiration to look hard enough. In this particular section of our galaxy, however, there are no secrets. Instead, one simple edict dominates the firmament, and its message is always the same: Romulus will prevail. ---------- "What do they want? Who are they?" "Uncertain, Sub-Commander. They won't return our hail -" "Wait, Sub-Commander! We are now being contacted by the intruders!" "Open a channel! Show no fear, ensign!" But you should be afraid. Not for your life, but more importantly for your soul - the indefinable essence that makes you Romulan. It is now abundantly clear that a new force has altered the balance of power in your little section of the galaxy. Against the backdrop of your familiar stars comes a different - and for more terrifying - message: THE BORG WILL PREVAIL.