Wednesday, May 27, 2009

juvinate (drabble)

after 22 years of service in space, dr. golden was hardened, disagreeable, pessimistic and sad. he was thirsty for something he couldn't prescribe. hungry for something he couldn't find on board. and his appetite grew, his stomach turned in a dull rage as he watched the strange young woman's eyes flutter open. her eyes glued to first pilot toby. their fingers tangled together, hands locked, lips forming awkward smiles. golden left the infirmary after checking her status.

he paced slowly but furiously towards the sauna. he could be alone, could cry without being seen or heard. wasting in heavy envy. 

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