Drabbles are stories of exactly 100 words. I'll have a few of these to post during the NaNo month while I go crazy with other work!
He bent close, doing the embroidery on the collar and
lapel. The computer could have done
better, but it wouldn't have meant anything to the machine.
This meant something to Ogden.
"Hurry, old man!"
"Leave him be.
He's the last now. Leave him
alone."
Very much alone, the last born on Earth before the journey
and the last to remember walking on any world. He couldn't be one of them, the
generations born to the ship. They couldn't
understand. Captain Hoglin had been the
other one. They'd talked.
Never again.
He finished a last little flower; a memory of home.
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