Because
there is still no news from the editor about the result of editing translated
chapters. So here a bit of something I had written half a year ago.
A
bit of science-fiction about a group of mainly female newbies (1 robot and 1 going
both way) joining a ragtag bunch of misfits spaceship crew and have an
adventure that didn’t about saving the world but about deep space trading.
Set
in “CORRIDOR” a section of galaxy where numerous small independent space polity
entities became the buffer region between the expansionist Commonwealth of
Independent Stars (CIS) and it rival expansionist Union of Free Suns (UFS)
where they conduct proxy wars, frequent skirmish and coup-recoup to expand
their field of influence. Joining in the fray is the newly arrived major power
Stellasphere Union (SU or just Sifir) and it close ally the Merosia Corridor
Treaty Organization (MACTO) that sway many of the independent polity to join
with them. While in the background the existence of superpower Huios Grand
Communion (HGC) and the old New Reformed Stellar Federation (NRSF) are the only
reason why the CORRIDOR didn’t fully became warzone.
But
this didn’t concern our protagonist day to day life.... supposedly.....
Btw...
The world setting lack aliens (although they had sentient dolphins, non-human
primates, whales, ravens, etc. but it of course recognizably of Earth descent –
although the population didn’t know about it). Oh, and magic (called with many name) is real but it can’t
beat the pure technological development in quantity nor quality, although some
polity incorporate them into their technology. Pure magic civilization usually
never achieved spaceflight and usually got beaten down by mixed or pure technology
civilization via orbital warfare.
So here is Travelling in Light. Arc 1: The Immanence Ghost
Prologue.
Somewhere in Solitude
How
long since it last strolling by its own motives under the stars gaze? The year
changes to decade as decade changes to century.
After
a millennia passed by, even it existence is forgotten as time distorts the fact into
legend and legend to myth.
Silently,
it still dancing alone in its immutable orbital motions.
Enduring
in seemingly endless solitude, it still persistently beckons its looping
garbled ethereal message.
“Here...
*psst* ...beseech an assistance... *psst* ...in dire si... *psst* ...anyone... *psst*
...this is [Immanence]... *psst*”
Chapter
1. Artificial Space Habitat Marhet-1. USY 696.170.
