A Mind in Motion

*****Previously***** It was warm, light feeling, and so much more than she had ever expected. ***** Yes, the humans had indeed survived and they had thrived, with passion and intelligence that far outweighed the sterile narrow mindedness of the Amaras. “What do we do now,” asked Nysa as she fidgeted with nervous excitement between her mothers. “We find placement and passage to our new home,” replied Sitara with a broad smile as she nodded towards a booth along the far wall that read ‘ECIS--Earth Citizenship and Immigration Services’ above it. “This is not at all what I expected,” murmured Tasya to her wife as they made their way across the station. “What did you expect? That we would just find empty space and descend down to Earth’s surface like some Galactic Deities?” “Not deities, no but...something along those lines at least.” Laughing, Sitara shook her head and squeezed her wife’s hand. “You and your over romanticized imaginatio...

***Previously*** She could only imagine how the doctors who had helped conceive them felt when they were finally born. ***** It must have been gut wrenching. And bitter upon the tongue with envy and fear. She didn’t fault them, no matter how much she wanted to, because she knew the story, they all did, of how humanity lost its mortality and home world to chaos. But she despised the way her family had suffered for no reason at all. The swooshing of the cabin door pulled her from her thoughts and Tasya turned with her wife to smile at their children who scrambled up to hug them before going to their own seats. “Are we really about to pass Mars,” asked Mosi, their eldest. He leaned as far forward in his seat as he could, his hazel eyes alight with curiosity and fascination. Sitara nodded, glancing at their son as she adjusted their flight path. “We are just passing between Remus and Romulus now.” “They are so big,” whisper...

Good Morning all! In my first post of this year, I told you that I was striving to have my short stories published. I also said that if any of those stories were rejected, I would share them here. Well, that has occurred so for your enjoyment, here is the first part of a little science fiction piece for you to enjoy! ***** “What is it like?” “What is what like, Nysa?” “This new place we are going to? The one you came from?” Glancing at her wife, Tasya turned to their youngest child and smiled down at her eager face. “It is like no other place in our galaxy, little star,” she replied, picking Nysa up and resting her on her lap so she could look out the viewport of their small shuttle craft. “And what is it called again,” Nysa asked, her large blue eyes absorbing each approaching planet as they slowly drifted by them. “Well,” said Sitara, double checking their flight path on the control dash in front of them before turning to her, “it’...

     I remember the first time I saw her, truly saw her--raven locks billowing in the wind as she sat astride a horse she had stolen from a solider who lay dead at her feet. Her dark hazel eyes burned with a multitude of emotions--anger, pain, regret, devotion and revenge. Her slight build was encased in mere riding leathers, no protection from the arrows whistling in the air our way, but she stood fierce in defiance nonetheless.      She was glorious, and terrifying all at once.      When word reached our village that the young Queen had finally been freed from the cavernous prison the King had placed her in, we quickly grabbed whatever weapons we could and met her small traveling party on its way to the castle.       She needed us.      And we needed her.      The chaos that had consumed our kingdom since she first appeared on our Lord's arm a decade ago had torn at the fragile edges of...