Saturday 19 March 2011

Nightmares


The nightmares were worse when she slept alone. These days she often did, considering she was living in the Republic doing her thing and Nakatre was off in low sec doing her Cartel thing. Being in corporations whose ideals were at odds didn't make for much geographic proximity.

So the nightmares had gradually returned. Bubbles, the tower, alarms, exploding ships, mockery in local comms, but most of all the cold cold feeling of being all alone in a tiny little frigate, the last of her corp in that uncharted system. In those dreams, she always ran out of core probes.

4 comments:

  1. Valerian root isn't a drug!

    ...but I can understand why you'd assume I'm pushing drugs, what with my former frentix and pimping habits.

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