Six Sentence Sunday
Jun. 12th, 2011 03:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltdthe piece for Zombiality 2
Insanity rides the star-winds, screaming along the paths of the tiny, fragile ships that hurtle between the lonesome silver canisters of humanity that turn above dead worlds, slowly orbiting in bleak silence and endless night. My beloved was such a ship. When he died, as so many did during the plagues that swept the earth, the men of science seized his body before it was cold, transferred his mind to a vessel before it could die and taught him of flight and the void and an existence of cold metal and colder space.
Forgive my penchant for the melodramatic. It is my stock in trade. I am an entertainer--one of the last live performers--Master of ceremonies, gaffer of a troupe that shuttled between the stations, alleviating the confinement and drudgery of the crews.
Insanity rides the star-winds, screaming along the paths of the tiny, fragile ships that hurtle between the lonesome silver canisters of humanity that turn above dead worlds, slowly orbiting in bleak silence and endless night. My beloved was such a ship. When he died, as so many did during the plagues that swept the earth, the men of science seized his body before it was cold, transferred his mind to a vessel before it could die and taught him of flight and the void and an existence of cold metal and colder space.
Forgive my penchant for the melodramatic. It is my stock in trade. I am an entertainer--one of the last live performers--Master of ceremonies, gaffer of a troupe that shuttled between the stations, alleviating the confinement and drudgery of the crews.
