Genesis

OIOI

In recent days no matter that orbital station was still making circles with same tempo and regularity around the planet which was like a giant sphere made of two pieces of orange and blue so much was changed in life of its inhabitants. Doc Hanley felt about the world differently. There was no that kind of agony of struggle for the future of his ideas, because now what was left of them was going to become real.
The most unusual novelty in everyday life of the researchers group was introducing of the thing everyone called the music room. Standing here near the door one could gain beginner's knowledge in music education while listening to various pieces of best classical masters which ever were created in whole time of art's history. They sounded in faded instrumental voices, but were still recognizable.
And no matter that this area was listed in official documents as one of hundred stores of the station, all the life circle of creative research group was tightening around this single point. It was the remarkable one. And so they were making rounds by corridors close to the center of their attention like electrons around the nucleus.
Once he finally entered this room to see finally with his own eyes what one of the Project Enigma objects represented. And the room seemed to be almost empty with shutters closed and in center there was cylindrical transparent shell filled with almost colorless but a little blue liquid. It dominated over all of room's space. Slowly like being uncertain he approached closer making couple of steps. Inside the transparent shell the human figure was resting. She was floating in the liquid in between ceiling and floor curled into embryo's pose. That was an image of mature young woman who was strangely sleeping in this way.
Her light blonde long hair was softly starting floating in liquid alike some seaweed. Her skin was pale and her body was finely formed. Her face as beautiful as female face only can be. Line of her chin was a little tough, but that was hardly making her features less feminine, no matter that it was making her looks a little more warrior-like. Her eyes were closed, but he knew that if she could open them now he would recognize the sky blue color. 'Height is 175 cm or 5 feet and approximately 9 inch, hair is light, eye color is blue, pale pigmentation of skin, proportional features of figure, harmonic proportions of face, looks are of very aesthetic kind to the extreme...' etc, etc. That was exactly as stated in so called official plan of creation. But somehow, of course, there was something one could not expect to see. Emotions of person who once saw such creature were hardly able to be explained by the dry phrases out of official documentation. And no matter that he knew what strength of technology together with physical one and that of the mind was hidden behind this sophisticatedly fine looks, she seemed to him both beautiful and fragile.
Whatever was embodying the beauty it always stayed to be the most fragile substance in the whole universe. And that was probably what he felt at the moment. And he hardly was able to tell from where was sound of opus twenty six coming, not understanding completely was it from the load speakers implemented in the room or from the inside of his consciousness.
Astonished he did not notice how Lane entered the room and now she was watching him as he was occupied completely with contemplation. Classical music which was playing without break was actually her idea. When he finally noticed her presence, she gave him glance from down to up like little girl who was not glad to have her Christmas present, and then she said.
'Her Psi is actually zero'.
'Yes, I know, but...' He stopped for a while. 'Is not she beautiful?'
He now was like a pupil who did not prepare his homework well, talking uncertainly. She moved her gaze from him to the center of the room and expression on her face was replaced by calmness, assurance and even possibly part of feelings he was embraced with seconds before.
'Yes, she is. Sure.' She replied after little pause.
He looked at her face which soft features did not fit the strength and stubbornness of her character. Her dark hair was a little slovenly falling down. And her dark eyes were filled with calmness. She was a little over thirty and she was not tall and that was in general right about his looks too. And also that was definitely right that they both were not ideal, nor in their looks nor in characters.
'Do you remember you were once saying that..?' She began talking slowly and in meditating way like bringing her thought out from depth of her mind and he alike to usual habit interrupted her.
'Oh... You know, I would like to say now that... I admire what was done.' And after short pause he added in same uncertain and self-interrupting manner. 'I just would like to say that... I admire what you did.'
She lowered her gaze and pressed her lips.
'It's not me only actually... That's the merit of whole group. And your merit no less than it is mine.'
'Yes, sure...' He was looking at her with the same amazed gaze.
'I just wanted to say, that... Do you remember you once said..? Well... Something like that if in life you do not make at least something beautiful so there were no sense in it.'
Now he was able to remember this day and these words vaguely. That moment he was in a little depressed and melancholic mood and as it happened with him in such state he had tendency for philosophizing. Instead of devoting himself to emotional moves and arguments he was devoted to the feeling of delicate spleen of his soul. He was saying that dark is ruling this world, and the light is only doomed to struggle with it in minor force. For ages people believed that in endless universe there is endless quantity of stars shining, but if that is true than at night there should be as much of light as in daytime. Even the stars and their light have their limit which is hidden somewhere far away in depth of the space, and behind this edge there were only dark abyss. It is not the stars eternal, but the dark. And the dark is unlimited.
But then for the star there is no choice at all, but to emit its last breathe of light toward the eternal darkness when burning out, no matter how senseless it seems to be. That is just because if we will not leave something beautiful after ourselves there will be only darkness. And everything we were doing and tried to do, all we thought of and dreamed of, all we suffered for and were happy about, all that will be nothing. Binary combination will turn replacing one by the zero.
He went to one of the hardly visible panels of control implemented in wall's surface and with soft touch to one of the keys he opened the shutters of the room. Shutters opened slowly and in all length of one of the room's sides against the entering door, behind the column in which the beauty rested, wide strip of starlit universe appeared. They were standing silently watching this and bearing the hope and calamity inside of them contemplating the beautiful creature in her dream. And when they suddenly embraced each other for an instant they were absolutely happy.
When hours which were indicated in daily schedule as sleep time arrived, he hardly was able to close his eyes. He was overfilled with feelings and the opus twenty six was still with him, filling his internal hearing. And finally falling into night dream he saw landscapes of fjords and white peak mountain. He saw beautiful blonde-haired girls of ancient legends, amazons and valkyries descending from the heavens. And also in semi-dream state he was able to remember how she approached to the mysterious semi-transparent shell and putting her palm to surface of column she silently said.
'Your name is Prima. Go and carry the life.'