dance beneath the stars as you drink in the night
let the thunder overtake you as lightning fills the sky.
let the thunder overtake you as lightning fills the sky.
Rae is simply there. Two figures stand before The Captain, their eyes rest on him with the same steady, unblinking focus, not curious so much as exacting.
For a telepath, their mind is like a vast and endless world: shelves upon shelves, catalogued thought and memory arranged with obsessive care. A library that bleeds seamlessly into a museum, artefacts labelled and preserved, and beyond that a workshop where ideas are dismantled and reassembled with surgical patience. Nothing is wasted. Nothing is misplaced. There is no clutter, no emotional residue, no raised voice. Only order. Only knowledge.
They look at the offerings, then back to him, uninterested. "The Ark has served you," they say together, voices perfectly aligned, "in ways you already understand." One head tilts a fraction; the other mirrors it a heartbeat later. "Safrin has shown you," they continue, unbroken, "that there may be more it could be. You would have us fashion the soul of the ship into something that exists as more than masts and beams."Like a relationship.
"Correct?"
For a telepath, their mind is like a vast and endless world: shelves upon shelves, catalogued thought and memory arranged with obsessive care. A library that bleeds seamlessly into a museum, artefacts labelled and preserved, and beyond that a workshop where ideas are dismantled and reassembled with surgical patience. Nothing is wasted. Nothing is misplaced. There is no clutter, no emotional residue, no raised voice. Only order. Only knowledge.
They look at the offerings, then back to him, uninterested. "The Ark has served you," they say together, voices perfectly aligned, "in ways you already understand." One head tilts a fraction; the other mirrors it a heartbeat later. "Safrin has shown you," they continue, unbroken, "that there may be more it could be. You would have us fashion the soul of the ship into something that exists as more than masts and beams."
"Correct?"
feel the force of nature penetrate your skin,
spin with the world as the magic sinks in.
spin with the world as the magic sinks in.
