It’s Weekend Writing Warriors time again. This is my submission, I offer another piece from my as-yet-untitled WIP. Orida has carried out her performance and attended the post concert reception. She has, to all intents and purpose, completed her mission. This is what happens next.
#8sunday July 12 , 2015 Scott’s Story 12
“It’s just as well we started early, there is a storm warning. We have 90 minutes to get you to the shuttle.”
They hurried down the broad passage to their waiting ground hop.
Their trip had been hasty, and surreal, as all of Orida’s sense of movement was focused on the two small beams of the land hop’s lights. The blank black of the desert night completely enfolded them, and only the sky was faintly alive with the pinpricks of light from distant galaxies.
Aurice guided her expertly through the interplanetary departure formalities, and once again, Orida was strapped in a seat in a small utilitarian craft.
This time, her pilot was a nervous young man, whose Adam’s apple bobbed alarmingly in his throat. He introduced himself, distractedly, as Tohn and started with his lift-off protocols. His mood was contagious, and Orida found herself gripping her seat compulsively as the small lander lifted off the tarcrete apron.
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