And so in the arms of Morpheus I rest my senses stilled but not entirely depressed. I need to sleep, I need to empower my brain and my limbs for I must be at my best when I wake again!
Alone in my bunk where by my side Lars should be. My heart is broken, even in sleep I know his face I never shall again see. A gentle lunar breeze off Io’s plains lifts my hair and caresses my face again. I feel the stirrings in my being, my breasts swell and I offer myself up. I feel Lars’s presence he whispers and his warm breath, I know so well.With gentle hands and kisses full he takes me from this living hell. With fire and forceful moves he takes me to heavens high and as I scream out in high delight.My eyes open now I am wet, I moan and reach out only to find myself alone in the night.
It is pointless weeping for my love lost. No point in wasting my energy I need it all for the fight which must be won at all costs. Sleep no longer an option and so I threw on my coat and went to see the moons! I stood alone outside the colony on Io’s dusty plain thinking of the fight about to start so soon.
I felt the enemy speak to me from out in space, its voice was cold and hard and chilled my soul. The voice was loud and had no grace. This made we shiver from head to toe this forthright voice I had come to know. I felt a tear escape from my eye I was alone even my ancestors seemed to have left me, gone but not said why.
Returning as the suns arose I made strong coffee and blew my nose no more tears will I shed until I am victorious or even dead. Picking up a headset from the radio I called my ships hidden out on the Rim I spoke with them all and I was honest our chances were thin…………….
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