class: English Language and Literature (Standart Level)
date: 22.09.2014
task: honestly try to write a short story in English
author: Tado-sempai (Louseeneh Yan Tado Qesheeshyan :P )
Tanako saw the enemy first. Probably, that was her mistake.
She closed her eyes and breathed. All her being focussed on that second of accepting air. She definitely felt and enjoyed the infinitely long moment of artificial air filling her lungs. Tanako was aware that the next second she might not have this opportunity.
She was in a small, comfortable space ship, made especially for her. The ship was crossing the expanse at a constant velocity, following the enemy without rest for the second week. Just one more enemy.
Tanako grabbed the sword handle even more tightly, but that did not made any difference to anything in particular or to anything in general. Realizing it very quickly, she stood up, trusting her auto-regulated friend completely, and walked to the bed, sat down and touched her sword. The blade was cold and sharp. Exactly like the universe, which had been surrounding them for forty years already.
Tanako had got used to finding her identity in eternal space travel, losing the wish to return to the place that she could call home.
Tanako put her sword next to the seat, somewhere under black cables and again grabbed the steering wheel.
When she opened her eyes, she needed three and a half seconds to focus on the distance between herself and something shining with a bright grey light. This time was long enough for her to remember why she was in this point of time and dimension, to remember why she is fighting with grey lights.
Tanako felt how her teeth pressed her bottom lip, how hot blood reached her chin and dropped onto her leg. Her blood was poison even for her. She felt sharp, pulsating pain on her face and in her leg.
“Hell”, she whispered, and this was the only attention she paid to her injures. She was an A-ranked soldier and is not in the habit of noticing any kind injures during battle.
Tanako pressed the wheel with all her strength, trying to show the dark-blue space in front that she will win. The dark-blue space, even if it recognised her wish did not react. Tanako smiled; a cruel, wild smile, a smile of an excited hunter.
All the soldiers of her nation had sworn to fight to keep the world as it was. She was the third generation of soldiers, the generation, that was supposed to be the strongest and the most prepared for war, but the generation that happened to be too soft and gentle to win.
Suddenly victory was close. For forty years of her life Tanako had had to cross the universe without rest, without any information about her family. That was hard enough to make her a cruel, cold-hearted murderer not able to enjoy battle or victories anymore.
She stopped caring about matters that caused war.
Tanako changed direction, multiplied speed and opened the front window. Unusually strong wind blew toward her face, forbidding breathe and for a moment covering her mind with a sharp feeling of danger.
The enemy was blind. The enemy never could see her. The enemy was weak, a stupid human who felt doubtful power of science. Power, allowing him to get out from his usual boundaries. That human now was going to die. His travel, probably his first space travel is going to be the last one.
It happens very often. Tanako does not even remember how many human rockets she has crushed. How many unfinished human lives and destinies flowed inside her, making her struggle?
Now, raising her blade to erase one more human life who dared to enter her universe, she had no regrets.
Tanako was a soldier. Her enjoyment of space now was into her duty to fight with the conquerors. Conquerors of the universe.
When she felt a sudden pain in the stomach and hot blood on her legs, she recognized that she had never thought about losing. Never thought about the possible power of humans.
Now she was so close to the culmination of her seemingly eternal space travel. Also she was happy to have a rest finally.
Feeling how she is losing her contact with the World, Tanako smiled to the man, who was brave and strong enough to stand against her in HER territory. She was happy to finish as a soldier, on a battlefield.
Somewhere in hundreds of distance of light years she thought she noticed her motherland, a green planet with ninety oceans. Honestly, Tanako wished she had a displacement of 0 cm, taking from the space only the memories of the travel, nothing more. She did not want to return as a non-existence.
But that was only a wish.
date: 22.09.2014
task: honestly try to write a short story in English
author: Tado-sempai (Louseeneh Yan Tado Qesheeshyan :P )
She closed her eyes and breathed. All her being focussed on that second of accepting air. She definitely felt and enjoyed the infinitely long moment of artificial air filling her lungs. Tanako was aware that the next second she might not have this opportunity.
She was in a small, comfortable space ship, made especially for her. The ship was crossing the expanse at a constant velocity, following the enemy without rest for the second week. Just one more enemy.
Tanako grabbed the sword handle even more tightly, but that did not made any difference to anything in particular or to anything in general. Realizing it very quickly, she stood up, trusting her auto-regulated friend completely, and walked to the bed, sat down and touched her sword. The blade was cold and sharp. Exactly like the universe, which had been surrounding them for forty years already.
Tanako had got used to finding her identity in eternal space travel, losing the wish to return to the place that she could call home.
Tanako put her sword next to the seat, somewhere under black cables and again grabbed the steering wheel.
When she opened her eyes, she needed three and a half seconds to focus on the distance between herself and something shining with a bright grey light. This time was long enough for her to remember why she was in this point of time and dimension, to remember why she is fighting with grey lights.
Tanako felt how her teeth pressed her bottom lip, how hot blood reached her chin and dropped onto her leg. Her blood was poison even for her. She felt sharp, pulsating pain on her face and in her leg.
“Hell”, she whispered, and this was the only attention she paid to her injures. She was an A-ranked soldier and is not in the habit of noticing any kind injures during battle.
Tanako pressed the wheel with all her strength, trying to show the dark-blue space in front that she will win. The dark-blue space, even if it recognised her wish did not react. Tanako smiled; a cruel, wild smile, a smile of an excited hunter.
All the soldiers of her nation had sworn to fight to keep the world as it was. She was the third generation of soldiers, the generation, that was supposed to be the strongest and the most prepared for war, but the generation that happened to be too soft and gentle to win.
Suddenly victory was close. For forty years of her life Tanako had had to cross the universe without rest, without any information about her family. That was hard enough to make her a cruel, cold-hearted murderer not able to enjoy battle or victories anymore.
She stopped caring about matters that caused war.
Tanako changed direction, multiplied speed and opened the front window. Unusually strong wind blew toward her face, forbidding breathe and for a moment covering her mind with a sharp feeling of danger.
The enemy was blind. The enemy never could see her. The enemy was weak, a stupid human who felt doubtful power of science. Power, allowing him to get out from his usual boundaries. That human now was going to die. His travel, probably his first space travel is going to be the last one.
It happens very often. Tanako does not even remember how many human rockets she has crushed. How many unfinished human lives and destinies flowed inside her, making her struggle?
Now, raising her blade to erase one more human life who dared to enter her universe, she had no regrets.
Tanako was a soldier. Her enjoyment of space now was into her duty to fight with the conquerors. Conquerors of the universe.
When she felt a sudden pain in the stomach and hot blood on her legs, she recognized that she had never thought about losing. Never thought about the possible power of humans.
Now she was so close to the culmination of her seemingly eternal space travel. Also she was happy to have a rest finally.
Feeling how she is losing her contact with the World, Tanako smiled to the man, who was brave and strong enough to stand against her in HER territory. She was happy to finish as a soldier, on a battlefield.
Somewhere in hundreds of distance of light years she thought she noticed her motherland, a green planet with ninety oceans. Honestly, Tanako wished she had a displacement of 0 cm, taking from the space only the memories of the travel, nothing more. She did not want to return as a non-existence.
But that was only a wish.
