Modest Nomad
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Myopic
Across the Universe resonates through impervious aluminum walls of the orbiter; vibrating sound waves across empty tanks creating dancing bullseyes on top of a residual fuel source before absorbing into space's dark matter. Mel’s playlist was still connected to the ships’ internal Bose speakers; one of the few instruments functional on the ship. Mel’s body now limp, and suspended behind the payload bay doors.
By Modest Nomadabout a year ago in Futurism
Under the Stelliferous
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. We thrive and perish by the same rule, and fear is an animalistic one. We are blind animals, attempting to glimpse the vast darkness of a universe we can’t comprehend. Grazing along planets; forging through the atmosphere until our pasture becomes brittle, and bland. In these moments, we abandon the bind of compassion; to feed desire. Leaving behind the fear that enabled our survival all along. Without the darkness, without fear; the contrast wouldn't exist. There would be only nothingness to compare it to.
By Modest Nomad2 years ago in Fiction
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