A recently renewed book worm once flipping through the pages of every book she could nab. Reading again was the rain after years of draught. She enjoys writing poetry and short stories; quick jump portals to yet another mind.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. A scream still travels from inside a ship and over radio waves, though. Beigna’s scream split through my snoopy cap and rattled my ear drums. The charred panel I was dislodging snapped off at my startled force and slammed into my helmet visor before tumbling along the edge of the ship until it disappeared into space.