TOS 3-sentence fic

[archersangel]

The Horta,as a species,  never really put much stock in the concept of beauty, there were colors or patterns that were preferred & those that weren't.

So when the Mother Horta heard the murders of her species' young calling her monster & ugly, it was surprisingly hurtful.

But when the one with pointed ears who had touched her mind communicated to her that she was ascetically pleasing in a geological sort of way, she decided that there might be something to this beauty idea after all.


and a reminder: this particular 3-sentence ficathon ends on march 8. so there's still time to post & respond to prompts.