What keeps you up at night.
Adira sat staring at the dark computer screen. It was another night without sleep and she knew there would be many more before this was over. Kailin was on the front lines now and assassins were on the move in the court. Three people had been reported dead at court in the past week. That didn’t account for the ones they weren’t reporting.
She was facing one of the disadvantages to living on a colony world. News took time to be received and there was no way to tell how much was real or how much had been left out.
Adira finally looked away from the empty monitor unable to continue looking at the void of black. What had she really been waiting for, good news or bad? She was looking for good news, a call or a report but in her hearts that was not why she was sitting here. It was the worst that kept her vigil on the empty space. It was because she wanted the bad news first if it came. She wanted to hear it for herself instead of second hand, even if it was from her mother.
Though Adira was not one to worry but the separation broke down that patience. She hadn’t slept and though she needed to she forced her eyes open. She couldn’t walk away or lay down. As soon as her head rested on the pillow nausea took over and she returned to the chair. Here at least her body was free of the sick feeling and could rest even if her mind could not.
Crossposted to theatrical_muse
She was facing one of the disadvantages to living on a colony world. News took time to be received and there was no way to tell how much was real or how much had been left out.
Adira finally looked away from the empty monitor unable to continue looking at the void of black. What had she really been waiting for, good news or bad? She was looking for good news, a call or a report but in her hearts that was not why she was sitting here. It was the worst that kept her vigil on the empty space. It was because she wanted the bad news first if it came. She wanted to hear it for herself instead of second hand, even if it was from her mother.
Though Adira was not one to worry but the separation broke down that patience. She hadn’t slept and though she needed to she forced her eyes open. She couldn’t walk away or lay down. As soon as her head rested on the pillow nausea took over and she returned to the chair. Here at least her body was free of the sick feeling and could rest even if her mind could not.
Crossposted to theatrical_muse