On the Arboretum Deck
Mar 5, 2021 0:59:04 GMT -6
Post by Soliton on Mar 5, 2021 0:59:04 GMT -6
On the Arboretum Deck
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The soul refreshing comfort of the forest brought him near that contentment that was missing, but still there was a missing detail. Here squirrels ran among the small trees, singing finches filled the air. Dragon flies and butterflies darted among the watered flowers. As he strolled along the sandy pathway, a squirrel threw an acorn at him.
Today, the deep field plasma walls displayed a storm coming in over far hills into a valley. In the scene, crepuscular rays danced across meadows. Like the animals, birds, insects, and the plants of the Arboretum Deck, the human crew needed a preserve for medicinal solitude from the long duty shifts of stardrive. Here in the Arboretum, Alan would sit waiting patiently for that final detail of his contentment.
“Hey there ace, nice day out here. What were you thinking about?” Cora, the last detail, arrived along the sandy path. Her red hair gleamed in a soft cloud of light. She sat touching him, her head tilted toward him and gave Alan a curious smile.
“Just waiting for you, the pinnacle of my contentment.”
“That squirrel hit you with that acorn, didn’t she,” Cora said.
word count = 19
The soul refreshing comfort of the forest brought him near that contentment that was missing, but still there was a missing detail. Here squirrels ran among the small trees, singing finches filled the air. Dragon flies and butterflies darted among the watered flowers. As he strolled along the sandy pathway, a squirrel threw an acorn at him.
Today, the deep field plasma walls displayed a storm coming in over far hills into a valley. In the scene, crepuscular rays danced across meadows. Like the animals, birds, insects, and the plants of the Arboretum Deck, the human crew needed a preserve for medicinal solitude from the long duty shifts of stardrive. Here in the Arboretum, Alan would sit waiting patiently for that final detail of his contentment.
“Hey there ace, nice day out here. What were you thinking about?” Cora, the last detail, arrived along the sandy path. Her red hair gleamed in a soft cloud of light. She sat touching him, her head tilted toward him and gave Alan a curious smile.
“Just waiting for you, the pinnacle of my contentment.”
“That squirrel hit you with that acorn, didn’t she,” Cora said.
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