Chapter OneI don’t know what I am anymore.
The thought had plagued Michael for days. It wasn’t something new, it had however grown within the depths of the flyer’s mind ever since he’d seen Adam again. Being faced with one’s mistakes had the bad habit of making one question everything.
Alone on the deck, Michael sat and watched the nothingness outside. Flying through subspace allowed for great speeds but lacked in ambiance. No stunning views of faraway stars to enjoy. The dark blue tube-like tunnel they were sliding through restrictive and oppressive.
Too much time to think. Far too much to remember. And Michael remembered every moment he’d shared with Adam on Earth. The short encounters that started with him publicly executing Adam’s father. The subsequent public executions in Adam’s v
