I’m still plugging away at a dragon piece I’ve been working on in between other things, but Friday night on my way home from work, this idea came to me. The title is actually a series of albums by Tiesto, and somehow Pandora played a string of them. It got me thinking of different things the title could mean.
By the time I got through traffic and home, I’d written about half of this in my head.
In Search of Sunrise (Drabble)
There is no sunrise in space. No atmosphere. No clouds catching fire in various shades of pink and orange and yellow as brilliance crowns the horizon.
That is how I remember the sunrises of my youth on Earth. Blazing fire.
Now there is only the cold black of space dotted with points of cold light. The hum of human machines and the flicker of man-made lights hold the cold at bay but it intrudes.
Now I drink the same recycled water. I eat the same climate-control grown food.
Space is dark and lonely as I continue in search of sunrise.
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