"You wanted to speak to me mother?" "Yes. You will want to sit for what I have to tell you." T'Pel said not looking at her daughter, but instead pouring them both tea. "What is it mother?" "A hidden part of your hertiage that I must tell you, for it is a female burden to bare...

"Emotionless, everlogical, two errors of perception we've chosen not to correct. Vulcans were in the past, and are now and will always be a violent, passionate poeple. This fact is suppressed at all cost and hidden behind walls of logic and control until they are forgotten.

The only proof of thier exsistance comes from us, the artisans and craftsmen.

To our poeple we are a mixed blessing. One one side, we embrase beauty and knowlage. We see everything in a perception that even high scholors try to receive , but can never master. We are the structure of our culture; we create and hone the psyche of our very society.

Yet this brings us to the other side, the 'dark' side if you will. As most poeple hide thier psyches from view so too are we hidden. Yet we are hidden behind the illussion of art. For we 'are' the past. We are throw backs to are passionate ancestors in the time before the 'Great Awakening'. In us the passions and control of passion lock and meld to creat art, that must sustain a entire culture.

Your father is from the warrior caste, his thinking is meticulous accurate and above all logical. My thinking is detailed, erratic, and curious. I and those like me embrace the mist beyond structure. I have always cherished the union of body and mind with your father, it is the only time I dare allow complete mind-meld with him. Scholors who have meld with those of my caste have gone mad trying to obtained th level We reach naturally. But in those endless moments with your father allows us to expirence one another, and allows me to, even if it is briefly, expirence order. To keep a complete meld other than thoses private times will only lead to insanity.

I tell you this child because this is what I am, this is what flows threw my viens, what is in my blood. One day the 'gifts' or 'curses' of what I am, what you are half of, will surface in you. That is why you must train now, so that you will have control.

Weather or not you embrass and/or act on this part of your heritage is your choice."