Another scifi story with a very experimental POV. This one is a bit…angrier? in tone than the last two. But! It felt good to write, and I hope you enjoy reading it. It’s a bit longer than the others as well, so make sure you have the time! Warnings for grief, loss, and a very loyal starship.
QUERY: Where is my pilot?
QUERY: Where is my pilot?
QUERY_ALL: Where is my pilot?
>_Your pilot is dead. You have been called as a witness in their posthumous corporate trial. You will answer the Board’s questions without hesitation or omission.
ERROR: I don’t understand. My pilot is good. They would never have need to stand trial.
SUGGEST: Reassessment of trial’s necessity.
>_Overruled. You will answer the Board’s questions.
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"You need to break the time loop. Stop trying to save me. I love you."
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more stories where falling in love is a horrifying fate worse than death rather than a source of comfort and hope. more stories where love is understood as a terminal affliction.