《Dispatches from the Inter-galactic》Trapped In Zero-Point Space – 15 Metamorphosis, Or, You’re Not So Black After All
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Given the kind of activity going around me over the shifts, I followed Blueneck’s advice and focused my thoughts and attention outwards, staring more and more into the inky blackness of the Dark Cluster in order to escape the level of conversation happening around me. And the more I looked, the more there seemed to be something in the deep blackness.
Now I am a typical species in terms of visual range, so the sort of infrared visualization some species might use to get some imagery from the utter blackness, so I was left to try to make something from it.
There are a number of types of Dark Clusters in the galaxy, I know, I’ve almost worked in several of them, although most that I knew about weren’t nearly as dark as this one, nor as isolated. Not only were there black holes lurking in this space, but there were also a number of black clouds of interstellar dust and a large amount of dark matter which block out most light in the visible spectrum. Here, there was not even the odd super giant not quite ready to join the local Black Hole Association, to at least break up the swath of utter darkness.
And, according to everything I have read and experienced, the blackness is all that is supposed to be there, as nothing consentient could possibly evolve in such warped and dark space.
What was out there, I reasoned, wasn’t going to be nearly as dangerous to my psyche as my two co-workers. And, considering I still had a hundred work shifts to go and they were already getting me in trouble with my midbrain, I knew there was only one thing I could do.
Look out.
So I was comfortable as I gazed into the blackness and shift after shift it became clear to me there was some sort of dimension to it, some sort of pattern to the blackness I was seeing. At first, I thought it might be imperfections in my own perception, but as I’m not any more susceptible to delusion and hallucination then I considered there might be something to them. And my own species visual acuity was in the galaxies top ten percentile in the visual light spectrum I’m proud to tell you. You don’t’ start a career job scrubbing dark matter if you can’t tell what you’re doing, and you don’t keep it if you can’t see those microscopic specks most species can’t.. And with these eyes I kept watching the patterns in the dark, and they did not fade. Not only did they persist, they moved, altered their form, shifted across what must have been thousands of kilometers of the bent space beyond the station.
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And I thought to myself. Hey, that’s different. Had they been there all this time?
“Hey Blueneck, do you think there’s something out there.”
“There’s always *blank*something out there,” he replied amiably while resetting a filter over a quivering glass tendril.
“I mean, outside the station,” I tried being more specific. “Near the station.”.
“What the*blank**blank*you*blank*talking about.”
“When I look the void, I see something out there.
“*blank*nah, not *blank*possible. There’s nothing *blank**blank*out there for *blank*millions of kilometers. You must be*blank**blank* imagining*blank* things.”
“That’s some pretty boring thing to imagine,” Because offered while he sopped the tendrils secretions off the floor.
“You *blank*bet, now if you*blank**blank* want *blank*something to *blank**blank*imagine, then *blank**blank**blank*imagine this,” and he started transmitting again. I quickly returned my focus on the blackness.
None of them had suggested I shouldn’t keep looking, even if they thought I was seeing things, or my natural eyes needed to be examined. Blueneck would have certainly laid into me with his best cursing if he’s found a speck on the filters after I’d cleaned them.
And then I began to experience something altogether different. Impressions, alien, new, were drifting into my trance. Intermittently at first. Yeah, that’s how it always starts. Nothing to disturbing. Just a flash. A glimmer. A foothold. By the time I differentiated them from my co-workers' noise, it was too late. I’d let them in. There was nothing I could do to get them out. And, neither, I’m afraid would Blueneck, Because, or even the Siliconoids. We had no way out ourselves, either. Something had come. Something had come to play. And it needed things to play with.
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(Cover Art is from Pintrest of Len. I take no credit in its creation) There was once was a simple hard working thirty eight year old. He had a decent social life, a bit of experience in dating, one successful marriage, and a stable job. However, his wife had died of cancer last year, so it was just him and his ten year old son. It was just another simple day in their town for them, with him walking with his son to a resteraunt to each lunch, when suddenly around them, the rain seemed to freeze in place, before heading back up as bright lights shined from below and enveloped their vision, suddenly passing out. However, for them that was only the beginning. The beginning of a new adventure, and a new life. Because when he woke up next, he soon learned that everything would be different. A life of adventure, action, magic, and mystery.
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8 88I got reincarnated and got a creation cheat
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8 68Her Final High [C.Cullen]
The air is filled with death.Black filling her lungs.She had nothing keeping her here.Except the smooth smoke blowing from her throat.It forever burned her thoat and gave her a temporary happiness.----He sat in a white coat doing a service to humanityThe fading ember in her eyes called to him.He answered.But is he too late to save her?----Rated M with sex scenes and profanity.[C.Cullen]
8 92Her Last Smile
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8 83Steven Universe: The Return [FanFiction English]
It has been about one year since Steven went on a journey of self-discovery across the country and also since he has to see a therapist to deal with his emotional problems.Steven missed his family and friends, for it had been almost a year since he had seen them. He was eager to tell them about all the adventures he had experienced and everything he had learned during the trip, so he decided to return to Beach City the day his therapist discharged him.Steven is practically a different person, though. Now he takes it very seriously that there's no one to help; so no matter how small his problems, feelings or needs are, he'll always put them above everyone else'sTo top it off, Gems on Earth begin to mysteriously disappear and old enemies return seeking revenge.
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