Remnants of a Daydream

[axisdeus]

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EPISODE ONE

Scene 5 - „Without the dark, we'd never see the stars”

Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best,
even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives,
and even when it does it can be lost so easily.

While strolling along the hallways, Talfryn was clearly rejoicing at the thought of finally getting a break, a respite after all the struggles he and his crew had to endure the past couple of years. Encountering a SCEC vessel in the middle of nowhere, that agreed to supply them with the much needed spare parts to set up the communication array back into operational mode, just a few days before arriving at Skype Base; then to be greeted by the Matriarch of the Emerald Order herself and to receive so much help from the Gaians could be the streak of luck the Ma'at needed to avoid the dreadful fate of becoming nothing more than a derelict husk in the emptiness of space, and her crew mere adrift refugees waiting salvation.

Life aboard was finally taking a more normal course. The patrols took place on a more relaxed schedule, people started to feel at ease, laughter could be heard more and more often on the hallways of Ma'at. The promise of fixed engines, the now functional communication array, the ending of supply shortage, the prospect of returning home, were all positively affecting the crew. Things were finally looking better for Ma'at and her crew and that was felt at every corner onboard the Recon vessel.

Talfryn reached his quarters and went straight to his bunk. Away from prying eyes, he was still showing a worried face though. Laying down, the acting CO could not help himself thinking something might still be wrong. The communication sent to Thabit, informing HQ of their situation was still without reply, even if at this time it was surely to have arrived Omicron Mu, For the time being there was no need to pointlessly dwell on this more than already has been done. The question of fixing the engines, whether the Gaians will help them in this matter or if contacting other local parties would be required, took precedence. In worst case scenario, they would have to prolong their stay for a fortnight more, until repair crews from Thabit would arrive to Newcastle.

Looking out the porthole, he could notice the eerie reflections of light coming from the distant sun and a gut feeling made him go back to the thought of Thabit and why no answer came in yet. In the middle of nowhere, an ominously looking comet was soaring majestically, like a lit up cloud over the dusk horizon.

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