Screaming Planet

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Posted on | October 15, 2012 | No Comments

[flickr]photo:8091182945[/flickr] The others gave up immediately.

Most were simply afraid of the sudden void, though others were more pragmatic, saying they would all get lost in the featureless expanse, walking in circles until their supplies ran out and they starved to death, half-deranged and hallucinating from lack of optical stimuli.

She, however, could see the ever so slight gradient, hovering at the very edge of sight. More importantly, she could feel it, pulling her straight ahead, beyond the quarrelsome, nervous tension of the group into the apparently infinite curve of space, converging, after three hard days of marching straight up the shades, at the bright, lacy singularity of its branches, shifting in and out of perception in the hard glare of the Light.

For a while, she was content to just stand and watch. But sooner or later, she was going to have to drop her pack, and get to work.

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