Shadow Show: All-New Stories in Celebration of Ray Bradbury
“They opened their eyes to soft pink light, crept like vampires from their narrow beds. They gathered in the antechamber. Outside the world was night, the dawn a hundred years away.
The sleepers floated gracelessly in the recycled air, bumped softly against one another. They clasped hands, as if to reassure one another that they were real, then pushed off again. Their heads were heavy with dreams. There were three of them, two women and one man.
There was the ship as well. Her name was M...aureen. She was monitoring the risen sleepers, their heart rates, the dilation of their pupils, each flare of their nostrils.
“Maureen, you goddess! Bread, fresh from the oven! Sourdough!” Gwenda said. “Oh, and old books. A library? It was in a library that I decided I would go to space one day. I was twelve.”
They inhaled. Stretched, then slowly somersaulted.
“Something brackish,”MoreLess
The sleepers floated gracelessly in the recycled air, bumped softly against one another. They clasped hands, as if to reassure one another that they were real, then pushed off again. Their heads were heavy with dreams. There were three of them, two women and one man.
There was the ship as well. Her name was M...aureen. She was monitoring the risen sleepers, their heart rates, the dilation of their pupils, each flare of their nostrils.
“Maureen, you goddess! Bread, fresh from the oven! Sourdough!” Gwenda said. “Oh, and old books. A library? It was in a library that I decided I would go to space one day. I was twelve.”
They inhaled. Stretched, then slowly somersaulted.
“Something brackish,”MoreLess
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