Aeson: Blue by Vera Nazarian EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Vera Nazarian
- Language: English
- Genre: Teen & Young Adult Fiction about Self Esteem & Reliance
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AESON: BLUE
So much bashtooh blue.
It is all around me, a color that has emerged out of nothing to
dominate all—the dead black of space and the orange flames of the
accretion disk of Ae-Leiterra.
My field of vision is blurring. Vision itself has become unreliable. . . .
There should be no blue. It is not real.
Not real.
In reality, I am burning. All my senses are on fire as my body collapses
and screams. Yet somehow, I am an observer, floating outside myself,
poised at the edge of the monstrous black hole.
Nothing is real.
Everything is.
No.
Among other things happening to me in this chaos of dissolution, fierce
white splotches of light flood my eyes, resolving in sharply focused
pinpoints. They are false stars, an optical illusion. Nothing more than
phosphenes—overstimulated nerve endings, the chaotic misfiring in my
visual cortex due to pressure and agony, a choir of scalding white pain. . . .
Soon I will lose the ability to see altogether as the lethal combination of
gravity and radiation consumes my human body.
I am dying.
Pressure, exploding my retinas. Pressure in my skull. Pressure along
every surface point of my skin. It builds everywhere simultaneously, as it
churns me on the inside, shredding organs, tearing me apart even as I am
flattened and twisted and compressed at the cellular level, in these final
moments of awareness. . . . My life is slipping away much too slowly for
this agony. They say that when you die, it happens quickly, but this is taking
far too long.
So, this is how it is.
A strange, random, amusing thought comes fleetingly: It’s not so much
the black hole itself but the accretion disk that is destroying me. All that
interaction of matter and energy, all that heat and churn . . . of cosmic
garbage. In theory, black holes of this massive size can be survived.
Do I regret taking my Father’s place as the vanguard shuttle? Do I
regret flying forward past the corrupted edge of the quantum field boundary
of the Great Quantum Shield, in order to prevent its collapse?
Probably . . . yes . . . no . . . maybe.
Varqood it. My regret, or lack thereof, is no longer relevant.
It had to be done, and there was no time to think.
Sharp, clear pathways of hard logic and reason are my usual first tools,
but there was no time.
Only heartbeats ago, before the shuttle around me began to buckle, I
still had rational thought to guide me. I could see the choice I made as the
logical culmination of all things that came before.
I retrace those moments now, in my final instants . . . even as I can see
in my mind’s eye the shuttle of my Father, the Imperator, just behind me. It
is hanging back, safely ensconced within the last stable vestiges of the
Quantum Stream. I imagine he watches me on his viewscreen and I watch
him, past a rainbow shimmering veil of the pegasei flock that strangely
comes to surround us.
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