Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Desire Satisfied (flash fiction)

She always wanted to have her ashes scattered on the moon. She liked the idea of being able to look down on the cities and thier people dancing, crinking, and making love in the glitter and whirl of the nightime. It almost bankrupted the family in those early days of space travel, but we managed somehow.

Then science discovered the Egyptians had been on to something. The soul lives on, tied to the body and its surroundings after death.

Eternity under the blinding inferno sun, in the airless void. Without even a voice to howl with, and no one to hear.

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