The Mother and Daughter
I’m driving this ship. . . I don’t know why. . . I don’t know where. . . .
I’m a pilot. . . Pilot-death. . .
I killed them all. . . those who were on this ship.
I didn’t want to kill them – they asked for it very much.
Because I was the only one who could do it. . . kill them so they wouldn’t reach.
I’m still alive. . . only it hurts very much.
I think about what I didn’t have and couldn’t have. . .
I see things I’ve never seen before. . . The one I love more than life. . . Him.
He smiles at me. . . gray-eyed. . . long blond hair hanging over his shoulders. . .
I run to him. . . He lifts me up in his arms. . .
How do I know and see this?
It doesn’t matter. . . It’s important that He was. . . my love. . .
In another life, perhaps. . .
This one picture. . . I repeat it again and again. . .
I can’t see anything but the face. . . And one feeling that I’m light and He’s so strong. . .
They were flying towards the Earth. . . All of them. Except for me. . .
They are alive with bodies made of spoilage. . .
I didn’t have a body. . . The way you think about the body. . .
I am a spirit, in your opinion.
I have a body too. . . But it’s not mine, it’s someone else’s. . . And it’s not as dense as yours. . . Spirit. . .
I went to them into the ship because they called me. . . They didn’t want to kill everyone on Earth. As they supposed to do it. . . As This one ordered.
The Order lives in them.
They are alive these orders.
An Order cannot be separated from the body it was placed in.
You can only kill it with the body.
So I did.
An order commands the brain. . . and the body does what it is ordered to do. . .
There is a time when the Order is silent. . . you can have time to think your own. . .
At other times, its thought becomes yours and you will think like it.
That you need destroy them all. . . There. . . on the Earth.
They asked me to come when the Order fell silent. . . Awhile.
What are they? Those who asked.
Well what. . . Ordinary. The Commander and Navigator. . .
There was another one – Death-pilot. . . She actually asked for it.
The other two were silent.
They heard that the pilot-death calling me. . . They heard and were silent. . .
They didn’t want to think about their own death, but they heard. . .
The Death-Pilot is still alive and leading this ship. . . I live in it. . . She’s my daughter.
Her thoughts are mine. . . Almost the same.
Doesn’t know why to live. . . or where to go now.
She thinks about her own. . .
I know where we’re going. . .
I Am The Queen – Death.
You won’t have long to endure this pain, daughter.