I liked it. I could see this progressing to more and easily. Very well done hun.

*hugs...

V.

Thank you. *smiles and bows*

*perks up ears* ". . . it came as no surprise to Morgai . . ."

Just how radical is this sect? I smell a whiff of a Hell of a story *grin* Love it.

*grins softly* Actually, that part of the story isn't really mine to tell.

The sect was exceptionally radical. It would stop at nothing to put across the message that instead of resolving problems by expanding the population base across planets, it was better to resolve the problems on the planet the Goddess had given the people.

Given that the species is an humanoid descendant of a Velociraptor analogue, is as skilled at combat as it is at art and love, holds very strong beliefs and is pretty damned stubborn... it's quite an explosive combination.

There was a lot of fighting and a lot of death. It was resolved by Gabel essentially performing a pogrom on the Temples and clearing them out. Aria, he took as his daughter. Morgai... by that point her mind was utterly broken, and Gabel killed her with a shot to the head.

... it's interesting, though. The "spun-starlight" hair became a symbol of the Cyrian Royal family... and it was given to them by an accident... one night of true love between a princess and a pauper. *grins softly, his black eyes shining*

Oh... she was beautiful. What a night it was... :)

stories wrapped in history seasoned with tales and a ladle of myth . . . you, dear Seht, are a Bards dream come true . . . .

*smiles softly, his old eyes gently sparkling in the firelight* Eh... I wouldn't know about that. But thank you, anyway...

I just try to tell the odd story, here and there... *he shrugs quietly, wings rustling as he does so, and then quietly sings*

A wandering minstrel I —
A thing of shreds and patches,
Of ballads, songs and snatches,
And dreamy lullaby...

Very powerful. The story nailed me to my seat as it lasted. Sad, serious, excellent. You have a solid grip on your story, the flow isn't broken even once, nothing could made me stop or read twice. Though, it was very sad the space ship is destroyed. Bloody terrorists. So many lives lost in vain. Still, I agree, it's stupid to put people to space, if we can't even take care of our own planet, if we relate the planet in the story with our own Earth. Great short story, I enjoyed reading this. Too bad there's no more comments to it, it seems not many have found it.

*smiles* That's the way with writing... unless it's fap fiction, it tends not to get read. That said, there are those who do read my stories, and I'm glad for that. :)

I'm also glad that you enjoyed the story. There is an awful lot more to the story than this... I was working on it once, a long time ago... I should go back to it. Like so many things.

But thank you for reading, and for your kind comments. :)

"[...] unless it's fap fiction, it tends not to get read."

Yeah, sad but true. I don't write any sort of... word porn... and I see it in my feedback. And that what it is, word porn, that is posted here. It is very similar to erotic prose, but afterwords you realize, there wasn't plot, or really any characters for that matter.

I have happily seen that most of the works posted as prompt responses are pretty clean as I have trudged through the past responses. Nothing wrong with erotic undertone or suggestive wording, Vixyy uses them frequently for example and I like them. But if people can't write erotica without turning it into smut, they could leave it unwritten.

Sorry for the rant, you touched a nerve of a sort. Anyway, you're welcome, the story is great.

This story is excellent. I love the imagery you described for the ship. And there's a feeling of a lot going on in that world.

Thank you for reading and for commenting. I'm glad you enjoyed that little snippet.

Mmm. 'Twas a very busy world around that time, most certainly...