DS9: Damar, Kira; Rated PG; drabble; Alphabet Series #03
Sometimes I wonder if it's a Kanar-induced dream I'm living in. I'm a leader, not a freedom fighter. I know nothing of guerilla warfare, content to bark out orders from the safety of a command post or Galor- class ship.
Yet as we huddle in someone's basement, planning our next move, I know Kanar has nothing to do with this war, only the complacency I lapsed into, thinking the Dominion were an ally we could control.
Kira lays her hand on my shoulder, smiles, says everything will work out, the Prophets will protect us.
For a moment I almost believe her.