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Dear Condor,
That all sounds very dangerous. I’m glad that you’re inside fulltime now.
I’ve only ever lived in three places, and never go outside. I grew up on the
ship while it was on its way all the way out here, and a little when it was
first in orbit around Vacuus. I was eighteen when we arrived, and after some
initial surveys, I was part of the first group to drop down to the planet.
And I really mean that. We took something called a dropship down to the
surface. We lived there for almost two years before they had built enough of
the residential base for us to move in there. Back then, we couldn’t launch
any ships back into orbit, because it takes too much fuel to do it the
traditional way, and the necessary infrastructure for more advanced methods
took time to engineer. Now we have something called a launch loop, which—if
you don’t know—is like a giant-ass roller coaster that allows us to get into
space without expending too much energy, or requiring as much tensile
strength as a space elevator would. They’re thinking about building the
latter at some point, but it’s going to take a lot more effort and time.
Anyway, until we started to be able to travel back and forth relatively
cheaply, there were two separate populations. Those who never dropped down
to Vacuus lived up there, and had their own kids. We stayed in contact with
each other, though, since it was the only place we could talk to which had
no significant time delay. I’ve never been back in person, however, while
most people I know have gone back at least once. It’s really just little
kids who have no had the opportunity yet. My friend who lives up there now
has been asking me to take the launch loop into orbit for a visit, and I
want to do that, but I also don’t. So much can go wrong. I cannot believe
that I used to live on a ship. How did I end up so soft and cowardly? How
did you do it? How are you so brave? You don’t have to answer that. This is
just my neuroses getting in the way of my goals. I already go to counseling
to get this stuff figured out.
Not yet living my best life,
Corinthia
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