Veronica A Agers
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The route
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. When Bethany begged and screamed inside the airlock it echoed through the hull of the ship. When we opened the door she held on with all her strength and still the vacuum of space yanked her out. No doubt she froze mid scream; the air sucked from her lungs. Calling space cold is like calling war an argument. If she had been a pure blood, the sound of her scream would have warped metal, and made our ears bleed. If she could have, she would have killed us all along with herself.
By Veronica A Agers3 years ago in Fiction
Untitled For Now
Pain in her left shoulder, and a sudden jostling movement, that is what woke Ithaca. Her eyes were open to darkness, and her body felt bruised and cramped. Her neck and body, stiff from the twisted position of being trapped inside of a… With arms that could not easily extend, Ithaca groped for any sensation that would reveal her location. The how, who, and why were just as important questions as where and what. Equally, she had answers to none. She took in a calming breath. Closing her eyes to the dark she focused on her fingertips brushing them along the… rough wood she thought to herself. She took in another calming breath… A box, or a wooden crate she decided. Most likely, from the headache and blood pounding in her ears, probably not right side up.
By Veronica A Agers3 years ago in Fiction
