Sophie's Second Gallery

[Unseelie]

Cockpit:

There was a crew, once. I found this ship in a New Berlin dockyard, convinced a girl to let me aboard. My feet were bleeding, bloody, from walking miles across icy streets. Her name was Amelia, and I've kept her. The rest of her spacing family I did not keep. There were thirty seven, and I stalked the halls, slowly. The first few, I got to while they were all sleeping, and they were quite the most fun. I think the screams woke the others. There was a gunfight. I synthesized a pike, and gave them a little show of how well the Rheinland Military trains its recruits.

The crash couch is new, a magneticaly repulsed floating one, and the room is simply drenched in blood. Everything but the couch, covered in a dark sheen that has dried and cracked, separating into big geometric plates like the dry earth of a savanna...In the back, along the bulkhead, I affixed their heads, replacing their eyes with rubies. They're preserved by a synthesine polymer.

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