The Weathered Winding Trail

She flies along the Weathered Winding Trail, chasing after comets and asteroids. Her ship is strong. Her ship is fast. It was built to withstand cosmic radiation and sharp edged space particles.

She has nothing better to do at the moment. No upcoming jobs. Nothing planned. She could have stayed home. But home for her is the skies. It will always be in the skies.

And so she flies through space’s eternal night and the stars are far above and around her.

She flies with no due course. No destination. No rush. No pressure.

She flies along the Weathered Winding Trail for the joy of the flight. For the joy of being where she knows she belongs. For the joy of it all.

She will have to return to base.

But not yet.

Right now, she flies.

She just flies.

October 2019 Writing Prompts

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