Fjordur #10 (Patreon)

“Captain? Are you ready?” the voice behind me asked.
“Just one more moment,” I answered. I ran my hands down the metallic sides of the ship. She felt like an old friend— a partner. We had been together through so much.
While my hair had long gone grey, and my eyesight failed, she looked as fresh and beautiful as the first day I had boarded her.
Fifty years had come and gone on the decks of that ship. We had sailed amongst stars and traversed the paths of comets.
“Goodbye Dauntless.”
Gathering myself, I turned and saluted her new Captain.

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