Showing posts with label Beth Revis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beth Revis. Show all posts

Monday, November 4, 2013

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"Wait, I say, my heart clenching

Elder's finger hovers over the launch button. He glances up at me, and I can see the worry in this eyes, creasing the corners and making him look old and sad. The planet shines through the honeycombed glass in front of us - blue and green and white and sparkling and everything I have ever wanted. But the emotion twisting my stomach is fear.
Terror.

Are we ready for this? I ask, my voice barely a whisper.
Elder leans back, away from the launch button. We've moved everything from Godspeed into the shuttle that we can take, he syas. Everything's been strapped down-


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Saturday, November 2, 2013

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Chapter 1:

“THIS ISN’T GOING TO BE EASY,” I MUTTER, STARING AT THE solid metal door that leads to the Engine Room on the Shipper Level of Godspeed. In the dull reflection, I see Eldest’s dark eyes, just before he died. I see the smirk on the corner of Orion’s mouth as he relished in Eldest’s death. Somewhere, beneath my cloned features and the echoes of every Eldest before me, there has to be something in me that’s mine alone, unique and not found in the cloning material two levels beneath my feet.

I like to think that, anyway.

I roll my thumb over the biometric scanner and the door zips open, taking with it the image of a face that has never felt like mine.

A very mechanical smell—a mixture of metal and grease and burning—wraps around me as I enter the Engine Room. The walls vibrate with the muffled heartbeat of the ship’s engine, a whirr-churn-whirr sound that I used to think was beautiful.

The first-level Shippers stand at attention, waiting for me. The Engine Room is usually crowded, bustling with activity as the Shippers try to figure out what has crippled the lead-cooled fast reactor engine, but today I asked for a private meeting with the top ten Shippers, the highest-ranking officers beneath me.


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