Hull Zero Three
“A little dab of water, a dirty gray bag, a little clean-up. After a few minutes, the Knob-Crest settles, watching us through sullen, pink-rimmed eyes. Traumatized but keeping still.Somehow, we all grow quiet. Settle.The egg-craft has been sent on some sort of automatic mission. The spidery woman has taken her former position near the hemisphere, one hand lightly resting on it—as if to affirm she has purpose.Tsinoy has compacted near the tip, the hatch; it is quietest of all—giving the rest of t...he egg over to us. The two girls are wrapped tight and dozing in a loop of happy netting.Finally, the other me pulls delicately loose and crosses the egg to enmesh by the port, nearer to me. I’ve been sneaking glances at the stars, the wisps, wondering just where we’re going—and whether any of us knows where we’re going.“That’s a big blob of incandescent gas out there,” the other me says.“Nova, or supernova, probably,” I say.“Remembering much?” he asks.“Trying,” I say.“Well, if we’re dupes—duplicates—we can help each other.MoreLess
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