12144 AIG 9H1, 0V 0H1.
Remaining energy: 342.5 standard cycles
Remaining food: 59.6 standard cycles
Emergency shelter position: non-ideal
I had finished my writings half a strike ago and was now doing my
morning exercises. The first voice I heard this cycle was Dade’s.
“*This spaceflight sounds like a painful moment in your life.*”
“Are you reading my journal already?”
“*My obligation as an emergency Bot is to take care of all your needs
until the rescue operation reaches us. So, yes, I do read your
journal.*”
Sigh. “Yes, it was hard. It took me a while to get back on my hoofs. At
first, I did not talk to Nona at all. Xe showed me love and took care of
me, like nothing happened. Xe was there, like always even though I spoke
not a single word to xyr. Then, I said a few words. After that came more
and in the end I just poured my heart out. We talked a lot. My own Heart
Family brought me to near death. Not because they stuck to an Imperial
decree or test my inner strength. They did it, because they were certain
I would prevail. They believed in me and pushed me into this experience.
They saw my potential in resolving dire situations and ultimately, one
cycle, conquer myself.”
“*You are aware that raising a Heart Child in the Empire requires the
Heart Family to prepare xe for individual and often hard decisions, to
enable the Child to find commitment and conviction. The different rites
are all about commitment and conviction.*”
Now Dade sounds like my teacherox. “Yes. After a while I talked with a
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friend of mine, actually a child of a Free One. Xe was put through a
similar trial. I asked others and more and more about this surfaced.
Finally, we asked our teacherox. Our education is meant to enable us to
experience both the beauty and the painful parts of life. As Heart
Children, we are blessed in comparison to the Tame or Wild Ones.”
“*Yes. You are.*”
I look bewildered at Dade. Why is xe acknowledging this. I laugh.
“*Tell me what makes you laugh.*” Dade’s voice is cheerful again.
“On a certain level, I am grateful for this painful lessons. Now that I
am here, on this planet, stuck for half a stellar cycle alone with a
Bot. All there is for me, is to stay calm and find small steps forward.
That spaceflight back then prepared me a tiny bit for this journey here
on … What is the name of this planet anyway?”
“*Currently it is designated as VRT3142.*”
What a mouthful.
“I am not going to say that every time I talk about the planet. Mmm.”
My gaze goes out the window of my small shelter. All the flora is purple
and even some small fauna shows purple shines.
“How about Velvet?”
“*Splendid. Velvet it is.*”
“Dade. I seriously wonder, how I got here. What happened back there, in
supraspace? And why is this planet so … purple?”
“*All these questions require further research. As a Vettro, you are
more than suitable for this task. But first, we need to find a more
suitable shelter position.*”
“Right.” I finish my exercise and enjoy the feeling of my burning
muscles. “Let us get started.”
I head out through the hatch and into the early time of a Velvet cycle.
I smell life through my breathing mask.