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Challenge 01: Synthesis.

Gave some thought to this on a recent trip, finally got it down. 573 words!

The stars had not changed much. For ten years now, I had watched them as we continued our voyage. Of course, that shouldn't have been the case. I should be sleeping still, along with my husband, the deep sleep of stasis, as we travelled to our assigned colony world.

Something had gone wrong. Maybe the ship had been hit by a micro meteorite, or a system just simply failed. I had awoken too soon, and to my horror, the first thing my straining eyes saw were the words CATASTROPHIC FAILURE etched in light on the holoscreen above my face.

My husband was dead. The stasis system broken beyond repair. There was no way for me to return to the enveloping nothingness and dream. As time passed, I discovered to my horror that most of the ship's systems were failing. Communications were gone, not that there was anyone to contact. The guidance and propulsion systems were slowly failing, and I had no idea how close we were to our destination, or even if were still on course. As if by a cruel twist of fate, the only one hundred percent system was life support.

The ship's computer was almost intact, and over time I had repaired the vital elements. And with this I made my plan. It had taken all these long years, programming every constant, every variable. Yet finally, it was done.

All was ready. I flicked through the computer's music selection and picked the track I wanted. The dulcet tones of Doris Day piped into the small cabin.

“Gonna take a Sentimental Journey..”

I rolled up my left sleeve and cut open my arm with a scalpel, locating the sub-dermal comm interface we had all been augmented with, so long ago. I took the cable I had fashioned from wiring scraps and connected it. A pulse of energy coursed along my arm, making me slightly giddy.

“Seven... that's the time we leave at seven...”

I looked across at my husband, lifeless, in his stasis pod coffin. He looked so peaceful.

“I'll be waitin' up at heaven..”

Another energy pulse. The computer readout indicated 99.8%.

“Countin' every mile of railroad track, that takes me back..”

Computer flashed again. 100%. COMMIT. I closed my eyes and breathed slowly. And punched the key.

“Never thought my heart could be so yearny. Why did I decide to roam?”

A cool breeze caressed my face. I opened my eyes and looked out across the hills we walked so many times. I felt the warmth of the sun on my face, and above were blue skies and fluffy white clouds. I was not alone.

“Julia!” A voice called.

I turned slowly, my pulse racing.

There he stood, my beautiful husband. Tall and rangy, with a deep tan. He strode purposefully toward me, a broad smile on his perfect face. He exuded a palpable aura of danger and power. He was primal masculinity.

He held me in his arms and I rested my head against his broad chest.

“I've missed you more than you could ever know..” I whispered, my voice faltering.

“Darling, we'll never be apart again.”

He took my hand and we set off across the hillside with the sun at our backs. I would savour these moments, lasting as they would, for an eternity. We'd reach home by dusk, and my long journey would finally be over.


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Aug. 27th, 2009 03:56 pm (UTC)
Interestingly, one does not know whether she died or just became part of the computer.
Aug. 27th, 2009 04:06 pm (UTC)
I read this with Doris!

And they sailed happily ever after into the outer space hooked on teh computers ♥
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