Introduction to The Voyage: Part I. Awakens The Titan
In the thundering chasm, an ethereal sigh seeps from the crack in Her blood-orange derma.
The boy rose from sleep, caressing the bitter dust and billowing clouds of noxious gas that were his nest and his domain.
It’d been days since he drank. Weeks since he’d last tasted anything other than sulfur and oxide-rain.
Flumes and pillars around him, he’d watch the storms above bend the planet’s will, express their wrath upon it’s heavens.
He felt as if the gods of this place acknowledged him. Like they put on their shows for him and only him. It was a peace no being could know.
The only one there.
One pack of Marlboro premium filtered cigarettes. One half-empty flask of lukewarm Sailor Jerry’s spiced rum. One broken glass iPhone.
Venturing into Her uneasy scream, the winding narrows open to the boy. Letting him see what she held, the secrets she spent eons trying to hide with her rage.
Her Fear was hurricanes. Her Anger, sediment. Her Loneliness, a trench cut from a dagger only the galaxy itself could hope to wield.
Looking out on this star system, they’d say She wanted nothing to do with Life. That She thought herself better. That She loved nothing.
This was untrue. She loved but one. Her Heart only for one.
Jupiter loved the boy. He was as much Her home as She was his.