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A distant dream of love and loss
Sedna made the final approach, unaware of her proximity to the icy, rocky comet. Her solitary mission: the first comet walk in history. Suspended animation was necessary for the three-year flight, to preserve water and oxygen and protect the astronaut from the effects of isolation until she could be reawakened.
By Raymond G. Taylor3 years ago in Fiction
Experiment 86119
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I rather feel like I hear screams too often while looking at the vastness of the stars above me. Inhaling the salty air as I stand just close enough to the ocean for the water to roll over my feet, I ignore the subtle hues of different colored lights coming from me. Almost in a trance, I stand perfectly still as I await something I’m not a hundred percent certain of as a memory rises.
By Skaoi_Nott3 years ago in Fiction
Magellans
I. Deafening Silence Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. And so I used to believe. I used to believe sound wouldn’t carry in space. Our ears are sensitive to the vibrations of air. When someone speaks, their voice vibrates the air in waves to whoever listens. This is communication, as we know it, here on Earth. Without air - or a medium for the sound to travel through - there can be no sound at all. But what is sound to a human? It’s an understanding based on sensation – a feeling. Could a feeling bypass the medium of air, going straight from one person’s lips to the ears without traveling through sound? Can the brain understand the preliminary motions and translate it to the end effect?
By Walter Nunez3 years ago in Fiction
The Weak
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The soul of a poor beast revolting in the endless fountain of colors, vivid as summer days that never happen, and extremely large as the vast ocean. The infinite becomes closer and closer as his consciousness became a cry of despair.
By Dain Hesuni3 years ago in Fiction
Gravity's Child
Chapter 1 - Denial of Self Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But that’s not quite true. Null had heard everything. The memory of it repeat itself over and over in a maddening cadence in his mind as he listened to the thin whine of the Foldspace Drive of the ship. The low, subtle hum of the gravity generators were the only thing that kept him from falling into that nightmare again, reliving the moment that changed his life forever. He crouched low behind a crate of supplies in the cargo hold of a Mercenary ship called the Hammer. He sat listening; waiting. In the back of his mind, he could still hear that damning scream, over and over again. He inhaled slowly, trying to keep himself calm. His exhale was shaky as the ever present sound of the Fold powering up threatened to overwhelm him. Just as the sounds started to become unbearable, Null’s patience was finally rewarded. The sound of boots on the metal deck of the cargo hold approached, clacking and filling the space with something other than that cursed whine.
By Tyler Hodson3 years ago in Fiction
The End's Beginning
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. This wasn't screaming though, and they weren't carbon based lifeforms. Though they were birthed, made, constructed by humans, humans could never comprehend the ability for such beings to exist, let alone on how to properly live together with such creations. Now, there was only three landmarks all throughout the universe. The first being the dark little ball of dirt where their eggs had originated from, the second being the remains of the Quilter as not everything was torn to shreds by the blast of neutrinos, and third was this glowing spherical orb that radiated with energy, giving off both light and heat.
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Fiction
