"It’s... evocative," Counselor Troi remarked, closing her eyes. "I feel a sense of profound loneliness, yet also a fierce determination. It’s like the ship is telling us its own story."
Captain Picard stood in the center of the Bridge as the bridge lights dimmed to a soft amber. "Report, Mr. Data," he commanded, his voice barely a whisper against the rising swell of sound.
"Data," Picard said, leaning back in his chair as the silence of space returned. "Keep Project 14C active in the ship’s library. It seems the Enterprise has found its voice."
