Ccsf story - The shee and his true home
(This is the story I posted -too late- for the 2024 ccsf. Afaik it never made it on the ccsf page, so I'm posting it now. Enjoy!) It was still in the engineering. The only sound were the slow echoes of the ships lung reverberating through the empty halls. Gadgets were neatly stacked by the machinery, some toys lay by the splicer. A thin layer of microscopic dust coated it all as it had for ages. Up until now. A whirling breeze tugged at the dust, slow motion slowly shifted a bouncy ball, and a tiny blue dot shone in the center of the wind. In an instant it grew to be a swirling blue hole, cleaning the engineering and somehow breathing life into the ship. The turmoil died down and the portal stabilised. A lanky shape stepped through, dressed in a sparsely adorned cloak and robe. Washed out stains of ink, alchemical compounds and bio-liquids filled in gaps where embroidering fell short. The lanky figure turned around and a warm smile glowed on his blue face. “This has been too long ...
