EVE Fiction

Stars reflect deeply into a glistening eye, the lid gently closes producing a tear. The eye gazes out once more, trying, failing to take in the radiant beauty of the cosmos. She is suspended in space and time, like a fetus with the combined suns of the universe serving as her a womb.

Floating in an endless stream of stars.

Bliss for the first time.

She is brought close to a field of twinkling lights, they are like stars, not stars, closer still. Burning wrecks. Those that have mobility use it to limp away from each other. Some are still breaking apart and spilling out fire, oxygen and human beings from their depths.

She wakes up. Her eyes slowly open. An unconventional reaction to such nightmarish visions, if truth be told given the circumstance of this reality, she preferred the dream.

Her room vibrates constantly; the gentle pulse of the ship is soothing despite the cold angular Caldari design ethic. They are in deep space recon for the corp, on the lookout or any wrecks turning up, desperation has pushed them into lowsec. Concord does not know these regions, the pirates do.

-Prologue-

He placed two objects on the shelf beside the bed. She stirred after hearing him wrestling with his shirt, lazily trying to pull it on without unbuttoning it.

‘’Whats this?’’ she purred sliding over to the offerings.

‘’A credit chip, that’s for last night, and some mint sticks, that’s for your breath. Later sweetheart!’’

He strutted out of the room with a sudden urgency, instantly feeling good about being alive. Something large and heavy hit the door after it closed behind him. He looked back for a moment.