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Ben Nardolilli
Space Opera
Drifting in outer space, but with a place for myself in this station, a destination is supposed to be programmed in, and yet it only seems like I am stuck in an orbit around a planet, or is it one of its moons? maybe I am a moon of a moon now, completely on the periphery of the spheres
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Back on the solid ground of earth, I was sold a dream of adventure and exploring, lasers and lightspeed and all that, up in the stars I would liberate colonies and fight pirates seeking valuable glowing cargoes but if those dramas existed now they are gone, all trajectories are peaceful
The machine guides the rockets, and inside the capsule all is stabilized thanks to controls set by the algorithms back home, maybe there is a spice to be found through a brief mutiny, or better yet, an affair, but not with the droids or drones, only a rebellious human crew member will do
