"It's got a couple stories, but this one looks pretty good. I'll read out loud so you don't have to look the whole time."
That way she could focus on the sewing and just occasionally glance at the art.
"'The man roared down from the night sky. He'd come from the infinite void of space, across the endless cosmic vacuum. He'd come from the planet Earth. He'd come in a ship of gleaming alloys, belching blue flames and yellow clouds of atomic dust. And he'd come alone...'"
Like the man in the story, crossing the endless vacuum to places unknown, he was treading into the unknown right now, into a strange place where he felt the warmth of someone against his arm, and a strange, curling, tingling sensation in his gut.
But what could you do with something like this? He didn't want to escape it, shove it away. All he could do was keep moving forward, farther into the unknown, hoping it led to something bright and new instead of something dark and cold.
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That way she could focus on the sewing and just occasionally glance at the art.
"'The man roared down from the night sky. He'd come from the infinite void of space, across the endless cosmic vacuum. He'd come from the planet Earth. He'd come in a ship of gleaming alloys, belching blue flames and yellow clouds of atomic dust. And he'd come alone...'"
Like the man in the story, crossing the endless vacuum to places unknown, he was treading into the unknown right now, into a strange place where he felt the warmth of someone against his arm, and a strange, curling, tingling sensation in his gut.
But what could you do with something like this? He didn't want to escape it, shove it away. All he could do was keep moving forward, farther into the unknown, hoping it led to something bright and new instead of something dark and cold.