“Exodus.” Troi echoed the word. “That term has weight, Mister Zade. It speaks to the migration of an entire population. Is that what is happening here?” Zade looked down. “It is.” “But why are you doing this?” Vale frowned, unable to grasp the scope of it. “Where are you going to go?” “Do not be concerned, Commander.” Zade moved toward the turbolift. “This quadrant, these stars… They are no longer a place where my people feel welcome.”
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James Swallow,
The Dark Veil