The suit made me powerful in ways I only dreamed of as a boy, hell, in ways I dreamed of as a man. But I was still just a man, and a broken one at that.
I wondered if the Solar System looked and felt the same, now that it had returned to its original lifeless state.
This is a serial novel, so if you’re new to Sol, it’s best to start at the beginning. —— RICK 34.15 My pod pivoted quickly around its central axis so the Earth was no longer […]
All blue. Woke up this morning. Put on my blue shirt, my blue pants, my blue fleece, my blue shoes.
As we’re drifting, we start to spin…slowly at first. I pull her close to me and we wrap our arms and legs around each other. The spin gets faster. I pull at her and she keeps asking me when it will be over.
You were right next to us, and then you weren’t. There was nothing we could do. We looked for you, but you were gone.
Sol’s first three chapters in one place.
Time was incongruent. I had lost my grip on what made me, me.
It took 20,000 years to build civilization on Earth and only 45 minutes to tear it down.
When I looked back, I caught sight of my wife’s auburn hair and daughter’s golden curls, their heads turning frantically. I could only guess they were searching for me.