How long had it been since he had seen another human being?
How long since he had talked to anyone but his own reflection?
How long since he’d seen the speck of reflected light in front of him, directly in front of him, and waved his arm ineffectively against the ether to see the speck blink in and out and realized that because the star was behind him he was casting a shadow on the speck, which was reflecting the star’s light back when he was not interfering by waving his arm.
How big was it?
How far away was it?
Very far and large?
Or very small and near?
Were there people?
He was moving, he estimated, at several thousand miles per hour. A pace that was unimaginable for most of human history, and yet he had achieved that velocity and it was still an infinitesimally slow crawl across the universe while he waited for God.
Maybe the speck was God. Very far away and large, it could be God.
His journey had not begun so unprotected, so alone, so vulnerable. He had not started out shielded from the vast empty universe by only a thin layer of polymers and plastic. He had sat nestled in a seat that cradled him, that increased its softness as he pressed against it, that cupped him like a loving hand while gravity seemed to increase around him as his rocket had taken off, a seat that had arm rests to which his arms had been strapped to avoid them being flung down helplessly at his sides, armrests that were motorized to help him reach the controls that he must operate during the takeoff, must work during the 17 minutes that he would be subjected to five six seven times the usual gravity so that he could leave the atmosphere of the only world he had ever known and sling himself around that world and generate enough speed to zoom across the solar system until he was farther away from that planet than any human being had ever been before, to tilt towards the sun that he had spent his life circling around at a safe distance, this time to lean towards it and use it to pull him faster faster hotter hotter towards it and when he hit the maximum speed and got as close as he dared, he would then peel away and go faster yet, across the solar system and to new planets that humans had never touched before. He would touch them.
Claudius had not started out alone and scared.
But he was ending that way.
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One nit: "seemed to increase" — I'd change that to "increased." I use "seem" a lot and am trying to break myself of that habit — it dilutes the effect in my opinion.
I just wanted to say I am finally going through what is now under 7,600 pieces of gather new mail that is in my inbox on here. So with that in mind I have finally come to a piece of mail that was addressed to me in regards this article submission you have created to share with the gather community. Thank you for taking the time and sharing your piece with us here at gather. :o)
And as well Merry Christmas... and Happy Holidays... :o)