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If Giants Were Worshipped

Part three

By Ocusan MPublished 9 months ago 8 min read

She woke up with the Sun streaming through a space portal. Laying in a glass transport sarcophagus drifting somewhere out in the realms of space made Doctor Teresa Cygnus feel totally helpless in the situation. The room was empty except the silhouette of a figure standing in the shadows. Who are you? Her words seemed to echo in the chamber. The figure stepped out into the light revealing the silver haired man she had seen in the castle. Handsome he was wearing dark blue clothing that resembled of a warrior. He moved close to her captured presence as she was still wearing a crown of shells. How lovely she looked as the stars appeared in the window replacing the sun. The stars seem to dance in your aura. I asked who are you? Your obviously an abductor. Her radiant eyes grew fierce with contemplation. I am Alessandro a soldier & King of the last crusade. You know, stealing foreign property is a federal offense. He looked at her with his deep eyes as she became transfixed. You are on a mission that came from the fallen pod? Trying her best to avoid his innocent charm Teresa Cygnus looked away. If I don’t return to my country they will send a search party. You were on a mission of exploration? Yes, with a crew of Androids. You are a Doctor of Science & Archeology? I am. Have you explored a spacecraft before? Only ones that have fallen or landed. This is your first time aboard a craft I presume! The stars zoomed by her window at incredible speed. Sitting up made her feel dizzy at the realization. Why not say you are still exploring, there is much to see as I chose you to sit by my side as my queen. She froze at his words. What would you choose, your android friend or me? Leaning over her he placed a kiss upon her lips. She was memorized. She had never been kissed in that way before. Looking at her brought him happiness, the kiss made her decide. Helping her get up he knew she needed nourishing food & a uniform. Taking her hand he led her throughout the ship filtering by crew members that she remembered from the planet. It had felt like a dream as she had fell asleep in the magnetism of the craft. He took her to a garden room where many fruits were growing on vines that were weaved upon curtains of plant mesh. A acrylic table was glowing in neon colors with matching acrylic bowls. Gathering up the fruits of tomato cactus & grapes, he placed them on the table. Pulling up a chair for her, she sat. These are edible? Sitting opposite of her, he sampled the fruit. Tearing the ripe rind away he sunk in his teeth. Mmmm, so sweet. Sparkling space juice splashed his lips. She had never tasted space fruit before. Tasting after him she satisfied her hunger. This is quite good, where is it from? It’s an ancient fruit of a crossbreed grown here in hydroponics under a uv light. It does remind me of modoc. Yes, the first fruited vegetable of the Indus Valley. You know your history well. He smiled as he seemed to carry something ancient within his being. I’m surprised you havnt a family of your own, you are so fragile. His words made her feel a bit uneasy. My work is very important to me. Leaving a rose such as yourself too long without water will cause it to wither. He offered her a rose he seemed to pluck from the musty air that supplied warmth. Hydration pipes sprayed steam from above as he took her hand. She let the rose fall as he led her to a sleeping quarters. The door slid open as there was a single bed with a dresser & mirror. Looking into the mirror she removed the crown placing it upon the dresser. Looking around she noticed the room was efficient for her needs. Inside the dresser you will find changes of clothes, while you can shower in the next room. Sitting on the bed of sparkling fibers of fabric she wondered where they were in flight to. There are many places among the universe I can show you. Right now we are in the vicinity of the sun as we had a distress call to repair a very old mechanism. How old is it? It was launched Christmas Day the year of 2021, earth years. Are you an earth man of the future? No, this vessel is from Beta Centaurus, as I am a Beta tester as well as a soldier King. She looked at him for a long time studying his face to decide if he was a real king. Don’t worry my Queen, when we get to the Webb telescope you might understand more. The Webb telescope? As in James Webb? Yes it’s centuries old, as it has a colony of space shells clinging to its mirrors & Java structure that we speculate keep him alive. And how will you repair? We have orders from the intergalactic command to remove & clean the debris. If you do so, it might cease to function if the debris is sustaining it’s life force. We wish to communicate with it first through its membrane as it is capable of communicating. I often felt it’s presence as I cooked in my kitchen. How so? There was an oil, a dark oil that I found underneath my crockpot in the metal holder. There wasn’t a crack in the ceramic, yet the oil manifested there. Then I would think of the telescope, when it cooked it sizzled while the wind blew cold outside. Howling wind does seem to come from space. There has been no other telescope like it, it can see for millions of miles in the infer red prism spectrometer. Burning rocket engines of hydrazine fuel, cooling off in helium gas, its will enter through our ships bay doors in presisly 24 hours. You shall sleep to gather your strength for tomorrow. Having another scientist from old earth might be just what it needs. I would be honored to learn more Alessandro. Pleased at her compliance he quickly left her room. The following day she was given a tour of the command center where an elite crew was piloting the ship. She had never witnessed anything so advanced. Understanding the physical dynamics of powering a spacecraft would take time, as she learned that they hadn’t a Captain as decisions were made in group control. They had changed their white uniforms for blue flying suits that both the male & female crew were comfortable wearing. The material was silky in texture as her given clothing felt almost spongy. As they approached the dormant satellite gravity became more lighter as it was near a moon that allowed them to float through the decks. Alessandro guided the way to the bay doors that were open to enclose the ancient telescope. Having burned out its fuel it would have to be tractor beamed with a magnetic silicone rope thrown like a lasso from a robotic arm. Pulling it in slowly the crew watched as they were careful not to float out into space. What a magnificent sight it was bringing in the giant lens that had been in space hundreds of years longer than expected. It would be interesting to learn how it did so. When the instrument was finally inside the bay doors closed. Floating over to the mechanism, Teresa began to inspect. It was covered with round sandstone balls that did remind her of an organic ocean crustacean. Space barnacles? Alessandro asked. Fragile cocoons of sand was fascinating as they seemed to carry a life force inside. I’m detecting a faint light inside the ball, could we turn off the lights? The hanger darkened where a display of twinkling light blinked from the sand balls. Most lights were red & green giving the illusion of Christmas as it echoed the launch day. It was magical in its splendor. Try using a uv light, Teresa instructed. A uv light made it glow in fluorescent with its mirrors still reflecting an array of light. We are instructed to remove the debris my lady. Alessandro’s blue eyes seemed concerned about the assignment. How can we remove these creatures that seem alive? Let’s try removing one to see its response. He gave her a tool made of wood that resembled a clay molding spatula. Touching the crispy ball with the tip she wasn’t expecting to her a voice. I wouldn’t do that if I were you.. Who said that? The voice came from inside the telescope. James Webb, is that you? It is I, dear children, it has been many millenniums since I’ve heard another voice.. How can you speak? The little ones that ride upon my shell have given me the power to communicate.. Are they alive? Yes they are the souls of many departed who built a home of solar dust much like a crab or snail lives in a seashell. You have been drifting thousands of years without fuel, how do you survive? It is through the either network of air that we live, I becoming almost a city of self contained light. We have instructions to remove the debris & shut down the telescope. Oh, I beg of you to have second thoughts, my children would cease to live while the camera is already shut down. Please take the camera if you must, only the lens. And you, how will you continue to exist once your main component is removed? Suddenly the image of a man appeared out of the shadows of the Camera vehicle. He was dressed in gold Mylar foil, looking like he stepped out of the telescope mirror he was part of. It startled Alessandro & Doctor Teresa Cygnus. Don’t be frightened children, I am capable of maintaining many forms now standing upon a surface again. His face resumed the face of the man he was eons ago that shon under the uv light. Alessandro & Teresa bowed to him as if a true God. It was a spectacular phenomenon that brought them both to tears. Please don’t cry my children, i am honored to be revived in your world. His presence was a breathing miracle of space where they wanted him to stay as a man that had been drifting throughout the galaxy for centuries. We would be honored to show you our ship, where your companions in their protective shells are safe. Alessandro led the way out of the hangar as the man in gold followed seeming like a moving blanket in space. I have much to learn about your world. His words echoed throughout the vast ship. We would like to introduce you first to our Commanders before we make any rash decisions, Alessandro reinsured. That makes me feel more comfortable. Come, let me show you the stars from a different viewpoint.. The gold figure was more than pleased at his new environment. It was like a brand new world.

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About the Creator

Ocusan M

I write in a surrealistic style learning new realities as i researched Quantum physics in Quantum Dreaming where the man had a Quantum computer in his home that could see into the future.

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