A bright idea - Ensign Nulu Tchaoshou (gü Hraith)
The perfect solution to my predicament occurred to me as I trudged out of that Kuthy alley onto the main street, empty flask still clutched in my hand. My eyes fixated on one of the moons, hovering at the horizon just in front of me, and people passed me alone and in pairs murmuring in Øenu to each other.
I realized then that I should buy a house. Somewhere far from Kuthy, far from my family, the ghetto, and the cursed space elevator. I'd saved up enough money. I'd purchase a property somewhere remote where there was no housing crisis. I would live there alone until I dried out. Until the grief faded. Until everyone forgot about me, and how I'd become Captain Hraith's idiotic pet project.
It wasn't a moon. It was the light at the maglev station entranceway. I was almost drunk enough to hop on a train and try to find my new house, but some tiny, sober part of me recalled that I hadn't bought one yet.
I realized then that I should buy a house. Somewhere far from Kuthy, far from my family, the ghetto, and the cursed space elevator. I'd saved up enough money. I'd purchase a property somewhere remote where there was no housing crisis. I would live there alone until I dried out. Until the grief faded. Until everyone forgot about me, and how I'd become Captain Hraith's idiotic pet project.
It wasn't a moon. It was the light at the maglev station entranceway. I was almost drunk enough to hop on a train and try to find my new house, but some tiny, sober part of me recalled that I hadn't bought one yet.