Orbiter screenshots - Grand Flagplanting Tour Chapter 4
Out and around the Red Devil, an expedition was packing up for departure.
Time was short.
| The Main Star above Red Devil. It's going to be much darker further on.|
| Half way away from inner system to the outer, there is a time for one adjustment to their course.|
| A perfect time to put a flag on one more World.|
| A World that is as vast as can not be imagined.|
| A World that every other world inhabit.|
| This flag belongs to Space.|
| To fly along the Failure's pull.|
Away into the endless nothing.
That makes us all exist.
| But that far is not in their immediate way.|
| Failure Of A Star, a world that is by size the second only to the Main Star.|
| To big to be a useful planet, to small to be a useful star.|
| No rings, no special shapes, no minerals, large gang of moons.|
| The Failure screams with death instead of what should have been starlight.|
| It would have been unwise to stay among these screams for long.|
| A Spikey Rock is nicely placed around.|
| It's depths providing perfect haven.|
| For the Deep Star to wait untill the same same job is done.|
| Starting, unsurprisingly, from the Spikey itself.|
| The Failure lurks behind the spikes, too thick to let it's screams to pass.|
It's time to set off.
| The nearby Red Rock gets the same treatment as the Gloating Demon, but for different reasons.|
| The Sulfur Bath. Intimidating, hot, and cold. It's turn will not be next.|
| There is no way for flag to live below on the enormouse gas ball or to survive the down trip.|
| So it is set between the two - the Sulfur Bath and it's master.|
A place where it will stay for some longer time.
| The Red-hot world above will be the next one.|
But, sweeping back among it's shadow, the unexpected happens.
| The fuel is gone, the hull is sieved, it's glitter being a thing of past, the Ravenstar emerged into the light.|
| Whatever hit it was not very dense, or there will be nothing left.|
| No way to fix it, no way to improvise a drive.|
| No answer to the mayday calls being sent into the endless void.|
| In Space, noone can hear you scream.|
| Until the Spikey emerges from behind the Failure, that is.|
Before long, the help arrives.
| One lander used as a tug boat to get the injured Star back to the whole one.|
| Another goes on to get the started job done.|
| Down, to the mix of molten rock and freezing cold.|
| To get on to the sulfurous surface without any problems.|
| The flag, once more, goes out.|
| And the tainted world is left behind.|
| There might be more than a Garden's spin of time to go, yet there is a ship to fix and a whole domain of moons to flag.|
He looked back at the inner worlds, where wasting time was the only thing to do.
Regret and envy are worthless anyway.
To be continued...
In another life...
Quite likely never.