Massive Effect
I- I am going to die. Huh, strange thought. I never thought I would die sharing my final breath with the stars around me. O wait. I'm not. Well, not technically. Since there is no air here. But hey, let me dream, okay? These are my final moments. Very final indeed. They say death is a great equalizer, well guess what? None of you bitches get to die in space like I do. And they said it couldn't be done. They said my wings would shatter the moment I would fly out of the safe atmosphere around this little planet of mine. It's called Rhea by the way. Why did I say that? I know why my planet is called Rhea. Who am I even talking to? Might be the pressure. The sense of losing oxygen. Facing your inevitable doom... Tssk. Aren't I just a lovely little ray of sunshine. Dying up here. All alone, with nothing but the stars... Harsh man. Very harsh. Rhea is smiling at me. Her green oceans blazing bright. I swam in those once you know. A long time ago when my wings were young and my feet still had their webbing. We're all born in the sea. Crawl out of our eggs... Swim to the shore and take our first walk there. We only get our wings when we say goodbye to the water. And when we start trying to reach the sky. Reach the stars, far up. They are so beautiful from here. I always wondered how they would feel if I could touch them. When I was just a hatchling I tried to eat them. Never managed to do that though. Maybe I was lucky I didn't manage it. They say stars are very hot. And huge. I wish I could look at them longer. I wish I could return to Rhea. But coming up here was my choice. And it as always been that. My own path. My choice. And I think it's good. I get to see the moon from close up. It's lovely. Very lovely indeed. Why am I even saying this out lous? I use more oxygen this way. Who is even listening? Not like I bothered to install a radio inside this mess. Oh god, my wings... They are hurting now. The feathers look so cold... Everything is cold. So freezing cold. Mother never told me it would be cold. She gave me her blessing and helped with boosting me up. Said I would be fine. Liar. I could try to reach the moon. The smaller one. I promised her I would at least try to get there. Maybe it'll warm my wings up. I don't know. I've never been in space. Touching the moon would be cool though. Hey mom, see this? Look at me! Up here! Could she even see me? I don't think so. I'm too small... Just a tiny, little speck. It's getting harder to breathe now. The oxygen is almost gone. My feet are numb. I can't move my fingers. My wings feel wrong.... Oh gods, I wish I had more time.... Just... a few... more......... seconds...........
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This was written while listening to this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pp5b1vROT4w&list=PLOW2BkUof4mdNaEzqm4TbisXxJD4Q1oOn&index=1
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