Homeward bound_The End of the Year_Vir Rabido_Light Pollution
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Homeward bound
The year hardly matters, the day matters even less. Even my name is hardly relevant either but if you must know the yellow embroidery on my deep blue overalls says Smith. I’m sure there are hundreds of other Smith’s onboard but for the moment I’m the only one awake. In fact, I’m the only person awake. As I walk through the empty halls the ever-present buzz of the fluorescent bulbs overhead is the only thing that keeps me company. Well, besides the sporadic groaning of the ship around me of course. On my first shift I’ll confess I spent the month in a constant state of panic. Every creak was t...
The End of the Year
Sometimes things go as planned, but not always as you planned. Like maybe you planned to change careers and make a little bit more money. Maybe you planned to go back to school or move to another city. Or maybe your plans were more run of the mill, for instance you just planned a trip to wallworld to pick up a few necessities. Whatever your plans you expect to go about them unimpeded. For most this is true, but for me a plan isn't properly planned unless you have a back up (or two). Just like any other day my plans were simple, well simple enough. As usual I was up at 6 am to get my little one...
Vir Rabido
“Man would I kill for some steak right now.” Brutus said as he stretched his arms while exiting his tent. “Would human steak be satisfactory for you?” Canelly shot while cleaning her knife. “If it’s yours then that would be very… very… satisfactory.” Brutus answered pervertwww.onedoor.ccedly. “I’m sorry but the only one that’s readily available right now is the Brutus Special.” She said as she threateningly stood up walking towards Brutus. “Alright that’s enough from the two of you!” Margaret shouted as she got between the two. “We should really put that animal on a leash.” Canelly spat as she turned and wa...
Light Pollution
It’s been forty years since my last shipmate died. I know, because I keep track by etching a line into the metal wall. Or, rather, I estimate, because the days tend to blur together. It’s always dark outside, unless the ship passes by a star. For a couple of hours, I soak up the precious rays. When no star is in sight, I have D-vitamin supplements. They will eventually run out, but they don’t disappear that quickly now that only one of us is left.I was born on this ship. The first of us who had never known Earth. Once upon a time, we were over fifty people here. Engineers, cooks, navigators, g...