Beguiled Craft
By miraclemiles on June 2, 2024 11:54 pm
Songs emerge from the void. The joy of purposelessness. No plan, no goal, no expectations. Just cruising in the treecraft.
There's a creaky treecraft. Yeah, a repurposed tree. Trees can make great crafts, but it's a complicated process. The fungal to sap ratio has to be just right. To fill the void, someone puts on a little bop they beamed in from the nearby market port. There's some street bands there whose jams stream out a good couple parsecs. Good tech. The crew is talking a bit, planning dinner. There's distant singing from the aft bulkhead. Look out the window now: the void is more colorful with music. There are space whales out there too. The stream cuts out. Just the void and neural remnants remain.
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