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Finally home, Garak finds himself up to his aural ridges in requests for clothing. Scrubs for the barely functioning hospitals, children’s clothes for the orphanages, cheap, efficient uniforms for the civilian construction workers - surely another tailor must’ve survived the war? He’s convinced that it’s another way to keep him isolated from his people, but Cardassia has use for his talents yet.

The afterlife isn’t quite what Damar expected. That’s probably because he isn’t dead, but he has been through an ordeal that the Humans might call Hell.

Words: 2213, Chapters: 1/6, Language: English



from AO3 works tagged ‘Star Trek: Deep Space Nine’ http://ift.tt/2bieVoN