I turned to look back out at the star-spattered darkness. I got that, thanks to you.” He grinned and buried his gaze back in the helm’s display. At one time I just wished I could find a berth on a decent ship. But it’s been challenging and profitable. “It hasn’t always been what I’d call fun, sar. “You know that’s an ancient curse, don’t you, Mr. “Well, interesting is probably the best word, sar.” Since you’ve come aboard, things have been…” he paused and shrugged. After several long moments, he looked up and shook his heaĭ slightly. He addressed the helm and made a minor adjustment while he considered the question. If your ship came in-metaphorically speaking-what wish would it bring you?” Hill?” I turned to face him then and leaned my shoulders back against the cold glass, crossing my arms over my chest. “If you had a single wish that could come true when we get into port, what would it be, Mr. I sighed a little and walked over to peer out of the armorglass at the glowing orb of Diurnia dead ahead. It gave me a feeling of satisfaction to know that we’d weathered some storms, hauled some freight, and made good profit doing it. I smiled at the back of his head, and considered how far we’d come in the few months since I’d taken over the Agamemnon. He gave a little nod of incomprehension before returning to his helm displays. I stood up from the duty station and stretched, twisting my torso back and forth, and gazing out at the darkness around us. “That’s a good thing, isn’t it, Captain?” Just considering how far away all the other ships are.” Hill heard me snort, and I glanced over to where he regarded me from the helm. I snorted quietly as I realized every other ship in the universe was at a distance from the Agamemnon. As Agamemnon closed the distance to Diurnia Orbital I wondered whose wishes we carried, and how the men aboard ships ever caught up with wishes of their own. Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board. Martha’s Haven Orbital: 2373-December-11Ĩ0. Without Evo Terra's help and the Podiobooks platformħ9. Podiobooks co-founder and long time supporter.

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