Aiden (Blackguards and Plaster Saints)

‘Verse: Blackguards and Plaster Saints
Length/Rating: 153 words, PG, Gen
Pairings/Warnings: None
Summary: A year ago, our future died; the hopes and dreams of youth, withering in the oncoming thunder of a century of war.

A year ago, our future died; the hopes and dreams of youth, withering in the oncoming thunder of a century of war.

It’s easier, knowing what’s coming, to face the slim silver tower of the tagging station. A safe bet the unknown’ll be better than what’s left once the Ship leaves. All the Powers That Be are talking nothing but doom and gloom no matter which way we go. So I’m standing here in the shadow of something a hundred million light years from home, and all I have to do is walk inside.

Some folks say it’s all a trick, that the Ship’s a harvester of meat, not men, that there’s no war waiting out there in the dark.

Maybe there is, and maybe there isn’t, but better wrong and dead than right and trapped on a world where the future’s nothing but fire.

All I have to do is walk inside.

Martha Bechtel

My name is Martha Bechtel and I write fantasy and science fiction stories, paint small model horses silly colors, cast resin and plaster magnets, code random code (and Wordpress plugins)... Come on in and join in the fun!

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