Science Fiction story set in the near future, increasingly powerful solar flares are making the Earth inhospitable, Humanity is facing a crisis. Six characters, two timelines.
Adam: Recently married, starting to work in a security detachment on the...
Ganymede City, Temple District 2112 old Earth Calendar
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Dirk:
The pungent smell of incense filled the air, it hung in the air around Dirk like a blanket. He knelt stoically on the crimson silk cushion, waiting patiently for the ritual to begin. There was a sudden disturbance in the smoky shroud.
Tiny tornado-like eddies were created as {mother} entered. Like swirling apostles, born only for a brief existence of worshiping her. But upon finding her unattainable, they lost their corporealness and drifted away almost sullenly.
Dirk was completely naked, except for a breechcloth, his finely chiseled body tensed in preparation of what was to come. He heard the soft cascade of {mother's} robe falling to the stone floor.
Dirk remembered fondly the day fate introduced him to {mother}. To a 6 year old Dirk, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. The entire orphanage was buzzing at the news of her arrival. Every filthy face was washed, every deformity concealed, every noisy mouth silent.
To be chosen by an elite, even for a lifetime of servitude. Was a lot better than the alternative, which, for a boy meant being sent to the Hells Gate mining facility after his 16th birthday.
To this day Dirk is unaware of the reasons he was chosen by {mother} He wasn't the smartest, strongest or most charismatic of the boys. And truth be told, she didn't even give an inkling of interest in him during her visit. But it was little, stupid, boring Dirk that was packing up his meagre possessions.
The anointing had begun, the white viscous liquid poured down his face. Dirk shut his eyes as tightly as possible, but they still stung painfully. {Mother's milk} was a vital component for any mission outside the home den.
It was infused with nutrients that are absorbed through the skin. It made him more alert, and imbued in him a strength that he would surely need to complete this task. It gave him temporary shielding from Jupiter's dangerous radiation.
As {mother} kneaded the {milk} into his skin, it tingled, it took all of Dirk's bodily discipline not to get aroused. Made all the more difficult feeling {mother's} hardened nipples sliding around his back while she anointed him.
The awkward silence was broken when she spoke, "Dirk, we must not fail in this endeavour, our vengeance will cut them deeply, a mortal wound "
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