EM-Drabbles – Seventy-Six

The view never changed, although the whole of her life she’d been travelling.

Dark, with a blur of stars.

It was not a real window, she’d learned about those from the teachstream, merely a facsimile showing an analogue reproduction of what was there.

So when the world appeared, a rich blue jewel set with carmine and amber, she stared at it in awe and fascination for days on end. Her history lessons told her they would soon move on, they’d searched in vain for generations, but for the moment she could enjoy the beauty.

Enjoy the view from her window…

E.M. Swift-Hook