Religion’s Womb
[Rough Draft] Religion’s Womb At nine o’clock at night, I sat up shaking. Tears chocked my airways, blurred my vision, made my hands look unreal. My mind sat back, separated as I watched myself clutch my chest, hoping to find a way to clear my lungs, to breathe again….
Excerpt from Saber’s Manuscript
Jade was in her ship—that sat peacefully in the hangar—working on her armor. The droid was outside, doing as she instructed to check the additional tweaks she made to its hull. The ramp was down to allow it to come in and out and inform its master of that status…