It filled every headline, every top story.
"THE FARTHEST EXPEDITION EVER IN HUMAN HISTORY"
"SCIENTESTS WORLDWIDE SAY IT CAN'T BE DONE"
"HOME SWEET.... MOON?"
"THE BIGGEST ROCKET EVER SET TO LEAVE EARTH IN LESS THAN A MONTH"
Nobody believed it could be done. It was indeed a science fantasy come true.
The month that followed was hard on the colonists. Lots of training needed to be done if they wanted to combat spaceflight osteiopenia. Unfortunately there was nothing that could completely reverse the effects deep space had on human bodies.
There were about seventy colonists overall. There were twenty from America, fifteen each from Japan and Russia, the remaining twenty came from a variety of different countries such as Canada, France and China. The rocket they were going in was massive. In order to fit the base, A.C.A.H.M. (air current and heat machine), fuel and necessary supplies, the height was three times taller than the Statue of Liberty.
Eva, though she was small, trained with the other colonists. Some were calling them the 'brave pioneers', others called them 'Xzenofratzians.'
Time passed quickly. Before they knew it, it was launch day.
The crew's families came to the launch sure to say goodbye. Eva's big brothers all came to see her off.
They stood on the loading bay, the last ones authorized to be there before takeoff. One by one they said their goodbyes, and soon Alfred was the only one left.
"Hey little buddy," he started, kneeling down to her height. He searched for the right words to say. "Don't forget, inertia is-"
"A property of matter." They finished together.
"Don't worry, I won't forget that." Eva said with a smile.
He pulled her into a tight hug.
"Be careful up there, you hear me?"
"I promise."
It wasn't long before the red signal lights came on, telling Eva to get on board. She waved goodbye to him as she walked up the ramp.
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The engines roared.
The ground shook.
The very air around the massive craft trembled.
"Three
Two
One
Liftoff"
Gravity seemed to multiply tenfold.
The sound of the rocket tear in through the atmosphere was deafening.
Then it all went silent as they were surrounded by stars.
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The L.S.C. Project
Science FictionBillions of miles away from Earth, born from stars and the minds of dreamers, project L.S.C. (locus spatium coloniam) starts to take form. Soon the distant cosmos that seem so welcoming prove to be unforgiving. Why go forward with something so...