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The sensation it left on my tongue was effervescent, and it always reminded me of sipping liquid stars.
A heady aroma wafted up, reminding me of summer nights on Morak 9.
“Maybe I’m just impatient,” I admitted, sipping the glowing beverage. “But there’s a voice inside me, a whisper really, that keeps saying ‘wait’.”
Cayggod tilted his head slightly. “Then perhaps you should listen. The universe often communicates in whispers, and those who listen are rewarded.”
I smiled at his words, comforted. “Thank you, Cayggod. Maybe you’re right; maybe fate does have something in store for me.”
He gave a soft bow. “Shall I leave you to your contemplations?”
“Yes,” I nodded. “Thank you.”
Cayggod exited.
Alone again, I leaned back, feeling the cool metal of the chair through my clothes, and stared at the stars.
They seemed brighter now, promising even.
The void inside me seemed a little less daunting.
And so, amid the infinity of space, with its countless mysteries and wonders, I waited.
Waited for fate, for that missing piece, with a heart full of hope and a soul yearning for the magic of the unknown.
* * *
The plush fibers of my office carpet cradled my boots, and the distant hum of the prison’s maintenance systems vibrated gently beneath.
I’d always found comfort in that hum; it was a constant reminder of my dominion, the empire I’d built over the years.
From the deepest mines of Draken-9 to the notorious trading posts of the Nebular Belt, I had eyes and ears everywhere.
And Ikmal prison was no exception.
Glancing at the fresh stack of documents, a glint caught my eye, a flash of color buried amid the standard paperwork.
Intrigued, I reached for it, sifting through the mundane to uncover the exceptional.
Pictures.
They were glossy photos of the new shipment of Prizes, the prison’s latest inhabitants.
As the silent observer of the prison’s operations, it was crucial for me to know every face, every name that came through those heavy doors.
Each photo held a name.
There was Nova, a human female abducted from her home on planet Earth.
Then there was Mirena, a warrior queen from the outer arm of the Li’nar quadrant.
Their faces told stories of adventure, betrayal, love, and redemption.
They were regular females from all four corners of the galaxy.
All brought here to become Prizes for the Champions.
The seductive aroma of ink wafted from the pages, a juxtaposition to the often harsh reality they now faced.
