Challenge/Prompt: #84 / Ice
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating:PG-13 / K+
Disclaimer: Original work, my own stuffs, etc.
Summary: He exhales frost and charts trajectories.
Author's Notes: written to the tune of A Drowning (How to Destroy Angels / 2010). recommended listening.
Cold world, bad winter.
He exhales frost and charts trajectories. Fingers to mining rig console, eyes weary. Flowers of light bloom far away, a doomed colony's last breath. Orange then blue, red then black. Radiation tags flicker orange to red in his goggles. Shipboard AI screams counter-intrusion static and launches drone swarms to buy time.
Silver capsule: into mining probe. Trajectory: the oceans beneath, past kilometers of ice.
Stupid, stubborn woman.
Silver capsule: her ashes.
Stupid, stubborn woman. Who'll fight for us now?
Dying world, dead hero. And only a traitor to witness her passing, to mark her secret grave.