Sci-Fi Friday: Seed

She floated, a black seed in a cosmic sea. No touch, no ground, just the hum of the universe. A woman of Earth, now a woman of stars. They called her a pioneer, a brave soul, but she felt a simple seed, carried on a celestial breeze. Her ship solar sail reflected the light of many suns as she travelled endlessly on.

Positivity was her anchor. It was the green shoot pushing through the stony ground of space. It was the warmth of the sun on her skin, though there was no sun. It was the laughter of children back home, carried to her on stardust waves.

She’d left a world of colour for one of white and silver. Yet, in the emptiness, she found fullness. In the silence, she heard a symphony. And in the solitude, she discovered a companionship with the cosmos that ran deeper than blood.