The Moment's Eternity (2 ratings) by Nathan Ferguson
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It was as if she stabbed my heart with a sweet blade, it pushed me to
the point of faint and yet filled me with feelings stronger than Ive ever felt
before. And cold, crimson love would stream out of the gash and drown me.
With each look, each touch, each smileeach breath she
obliterated all but one star in my universe. Alone, she shined brighter than a
thousand times all the stars in the universe combined.
Even as she stood, frozen in the eerie silence of her dead
world, with all the destruction and horror that preceded our arrival, I
remained lost in her beauty. I could see her devastation, feel her sadness, she
was so paralyzed in solemnity and loneliness that she couldnt even shed a
single tear.
Id swear that for that moment time had ceased to exist, and I
even felt the need to look back at my watch to see how much time had really
passed. It had been nearly two minutes that we had stood there, no words, no
movement, and just a single wandering thought.
Then, all at once, she looked down from the displayed image of
the late Earth that sat below our ship and mustered together all she could to
hide her shaky, pale complexion. She would sojourn her heart once again to that
dark, starless universe, suppress her wounds, and let the blood run endlessly
into a secluded ocean on a secluded planet in a lifeless reality.
She was a world, and more, layered with an enigmatic
atmosphere-so pure yet so dark. She was a world I wanted to see and never
leave. A gravity so strong it made my heart heavier than a thousand boulders.
But her world was hidden in a space too dead to navigate.
Finally, with her soft, angelic voice, she spoke, "Well, looks
like they got what they wanted." She exited the bridge as mystically as her
emotionless face.
I wanted to follow her, comfort her, hold her, but I knew she
wouldnt have it. She was a loner, in love with her solitude and felt just as
unwanted. As much as I always wanted to, I talked to her little and still more
than everyone else combined. It was for that reason that I liked to consider
myself the closest person to her-which was still about a couple of galaxies
over from her.
I sighed, a feeling of death as she parted my presence.
"Desarus," I called, "take the helm, plot us a course back to the Elex Vehala
system."
I had left the bridge to graze in my own solitude for a while
in one of the cafeterias. What I didnt expect was to see her grazing down
there already, but thats what happened.
Though, I do admit a small part of me had hoped I would.
I practically fell to the ground like water from a cup when I
entered and saw her. I turned to leave, as much as I wanted to stay, but she
stopped me.
"Wrong room?" she asked melancholy.
I turned and smiled, her reference to me like sweet ambrosia.
"Wrong time," I admitted.
She snickered. "Sit down, Mr. Mc-Coy."
The name "Mr. Mc-Coy" was a running joke we had. My real name
is actually Devorakk, for Im not human. She called me "Mr. Next Page Copyright © 1999, 2000, 2001 Nathan Ferguson, sffworld.com. All rights reserved. No part of this may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the author. The author has submitted the work in accordance with and in agreement with the following Submission Guidelines.
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