So, after talking to the lovely and uber-talented Siobhan Muir for all of ten seconds (I told you she’s talented), she helped me come up with what to write today. Thank you Siobhan! *blows kisses* You’re the bestest.
I shivered as I looked out the window. Bright green and purplish lights danced before my eyes, entrancing me with their beauty. Glancing over at my sister, I nearly called out to her to share the vision before me, but decided I should probably let her be. We’d gotten into a screaming match just a few hours earlier, and she was still barely even looking at me.
We’d been trapped in this tiny tin can for far too long, and had all begun to grate on each other’s nerves. My father, Captain Ogden Nash, had grown tired of my complaints that I felt like a tiny fish crammed in too tight a space and banished me to the bow. My fight with Isobel had ensured I’d stay there for quite a while.
I hated traveling so far to begin with, but to have to share the same air as all four of my siblings day in and day out? Unacceptable.
The lights on the horizon were the signal we’d been searching for, however, and my sister–the eldest of the lot, and Father’s favorite… or so I thought, due to Isobel’s status as First Mate after our mother’s death–sounded the alarm that we’d be preparing to land soon.
Jax, Kalvin, and Kaidan, my younger brothers, scrambled to get to their seats, sounding like a herd of wild animals as their little feet pounded against the deck. I, however, remained transfixed on the view out the tiny window. The lights seemed to have a mind of their own–and they almost appeared happy to see us.
“Rivyn!” Kaidan, my youngest brother at only five years of age, bounced in his seat. His gray eyes, so much like our mothers, shone with the kind of excitement only a child was capable of experiencing. Undoubtedly, he couldn’t wait to get out of this tin can, either. “What do you see? Is there land? Water? Can you see any ana… ani… pet things?”
Kaidan sometimes had trouble remembering words when he got too excited, and he was practically vibrating with it.
I looked out again, squinting my eyes to try to get a better view. Nothing moved on the surface. However, I did see small balls of glowing golden… something appear on the surface.
“Father!” I called to the bridge. “Can you see those shiny glowing things?”
“Yes, Rivyn. I do. Though, I can’t tell what they are yet. They’re oddly shaped. Like eggs? Or balls?” Father flipped a switch to slow the ship’s speed. “I guess we’ll find out when we land.”
He was always so damn calm about everything.
As he’d done hundreds of times before, Father set the ship down so smoothly, I barely felt a shift under my feet. He’d been the best ship captain in the entire fleet until Mother’s death, when he retired to care for us. I often wondered if he missed it.
“All right kids,” Father said, unstrapping his lap belt. “The air is primarily oxygen here, so it may feel a bit like breathing through wet clothes, but as long as you don’t do anything too strenuous, you’ll get used to it rather quickly.”
Jax piled his long blue locks on top of his head, securing it with a stick shoved through the base. He’d learned that trick at the last place we visited from a girl he’d liked. Marcy had been so enamored with his naturally azure hair that she rarely had her hands away from it. “Kaidan, do you need help?”
Our smallest, but most stubborn brother held his hands up to hold Jax at bay. “I can do it myself!” He said, scrambling out of his chair and shoving his feet into his tiny little boots.
“It’s so beautiful! Come here Rivyn.” Isobel held a hand out for me to take, always wanting to lead me around everywhere like I was still a child. “You won’t believe the lamps all around us! It’s like they were expecting us!”
We made our way down the ramp side-by-side. The glowing orbs I’d seen from the ship surrounded us, unmoving and somehow obviously not part of the original landscape.
Kalvin, the self-proclaimed scientist of us all, made his way over to one of the circular objects lying on the ground. It was routine to scan the land before setting the ship down, so Kalvin showed no fear as he approached the giant object, pressing his hand to the surface.
“It’s warm!” He said, his voice filled with awe. “And hard.” Kalvin gently tapped the glowing orb with a fingertip. “It almost feels…” He jumped back when the ball shifted toward him. “I barely touched it!”
Father held a hand out and motioned for Kalvin to come back. “Get away from that thing, son. You don’t know what it is.”
Kalvin’s boot crunched against the dirt as he began walking toward our group. “This is going to sound crazy, but I swear it feels like an…”
The earth below us began to shake, knocking Kalvin down with a strangled cry. Father sprang into action, leaping for my brother and grasping his hand before speeding back to our family. Kaidan swiped at his cheeks with the sleeve of his suit, looking determined not to show how scared he was. I touched the top of his head in a comforting gesture before moving to check on Kalvin. I didn’t want Kaidan to think I was babying him.
A loud boom sounded behind me, and I flung myself to the ground in fear that the planet wasn’t as deserted as Father had thought, and we were under attack by the natives. But the only thing hitting me was the dust I’d unsettled floating back down.
I turned to look for the source of the sound, only for my jaw to drop in shock. The glowing orb Kalvin had touched just moments before had a huge crack running through the center, and it was moving.
“Kalvin?” I asked, reaching out to grab whichever younger siblings’ hands I could grasp. “What were you going to say?”
The top of the orb seemed to splinter before our eyes, cracks spiderwebbing their way over the entire surface.
“An egg.” Kalvin gulped a lungful of thick, difficult-to-breathe air. “It felt like an egg.”
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