Tuesday, December 18, 2018

WEP Ribbons and Candles - A Christmas Space Story

Ribbons are like roads tying different places together in time and in place. Candles project warmth and light the path for each person to find their way to what they are seeking. 


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A CHRISTMAS SPACE STORY

This is a continuation story told as part of a series. Links to the previous stories in this series are at the bottom.

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Seek and you might Find
Wait and that which you seek might find You.


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ODIWA

Odiwa and Dev sat in the captain's office, sipping something like tea. Dev had come to discuss the explorations team that would go down to the Lower Levels.

"Well, Dev, I think you need to talk to Noot before you make any plans. We can always add you to the team later." 

"Why Noot? Aren't you in charge here?"

"They don't call me Capt'n for my good looks, Dev. Noot is my right hand man. I'd trust him with my life. He usually heads up any expedition. Besides, you just got away from those Lower Levels, and I think Noot might have something to say to you, too."

"Okay. I like Noot, I have no problems talking to him. He brought us to the Upper Levels to meet you, and I'm grateful for that."

"Drop by later and bring Moby with you. I have something I want to tell him."

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NOOT

Dev knocked on Noot's door and heard him say, "Come on in, I'm just looking for some maps."

As he looked up to see who had knocked, Noot felt a little strange and his heart was thumping as he saw Dev. Was this his long-lost son? 

"Hello, Dev, what brings you to my place?'

"Odiwa wanted me to discuss the exploration team and whether I should go or stay behind. I'd like to help out, but I hate to leave my family alone. I guess you will be in charge of the explorations, won't you?"

"Yes, and I think you should remain behind now. You can go on the next exploratory team, but for now that son of yours needs his dad.

"Oh. You're right, he's had a tough time. He sure likes you, though. I almost forgot, Odiwa wanted me to tell you my kidnapping story. We got to talking about how we got here and he thought you'd be interested."

"I am. Very much. Sit and I'll make us a hot drink. That was a brave move that you did, escaping from those slaver types."

"I didn't have a lot of choice, I knew that my wife and son wouldn't be safe if we stayed. I had a lonely childhood myself, after my mother was killed and my father disappeared. The kidnapper told me my father did the killing, but for some reason I couldn't believe it. He raised me and then left me alone for a while so he could continue raiding. He took me and my family with him when he came out here to avoid the Galactic police. Then, he died on the way from some virus he contracted and his gang decided to make us slaves. That's how we arrived here in the Lower Levels. How did you end up here, Noot?"

"I had nothing left to lose. I came home to find my wife dead, and my son missing. The planetary police wanted to frame me for it since they had no other evidence. I did what most smart guys do, and left for the Outer Reaches. I didn't know who did the dirty deed but my life was worthless after that. I searched and tried to find out about my son but always came up empty. I was a hermit here until Odiwa decided to pull me out of my melancholy."

"Your story seems almost parallel to mine. What was your wife's name?"

"Nita, my only love." Noot saw Dev turn pale.

"Is something wrong, Dev?"

"My mother's name was Nita. The kidnapper changed my name to Dev."

"What was your birth name?"

"I only remember my mother calling me a nickname, Dari."

"Dari is a fine name, usually used for the proper name Darielo."

"And what was your son's name?"

"Darielo Newt. It's why I'm called Noot here on the space station. . ."

Dev swallowed but his mouth still felt dry. "It's very hard hearing all this, yet it makes me feel hopeful. You think I'm your son?"

"It's hard for me too," said Noot. "I'm afraid to believe it, yet it would make me the happiest man if it's true. I praise the Fates that brought us together. Do you think I'm your father?"

"I don't think all these things are just a coincidence. My brain is spinning, though. I don't think you could have killed my mother since you said she was 'your only love'."

"A kidnapper will say anything to cover himself. Perhaps he wanted a son like you. I don't understand why he would have killed Nita though."

"Mother tried to fight him. She tried to protect me from him. I could hear them yelling and he must have hit her because I heard someone fall. When I ran in to the room, she was lying in a pool of blood. I was terrified. I didn't know where my father was."

"I was working out at the asteroid field. That work used to take me away for weeks at a time."

"I'll have to tell my wife, Jio and Moby."

"We'll tell them together if you want."

"I would like that, Father."

"I like the sound of that, Son, it makes an old man feel like life is good again."

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MOBY
Odiwa had carved a spaceship from a scrap of wood he found in the storeroom. Dev's son Moby would get a gift while he told him the ancient story of Christmas, an old Terran legend.

When the boy came to see him he told him about candles left in the windows to help travellers to find comfort if they were far from home. He told him of the ribbons given to tie back the hair of men and women in the early days of the celebration. For the children, gifts were left by a jolly man who dressed in red, and lived at the North Pole, making toys to give to children. It was a tradition in some countries.

Moby listened quietly with eyes as round as could be, but those eyes were staring at the small carved spaceship sitting on Odiwa's desk.

"Toys? Is that a toy?"

"Oh that, some guy in a red suit must have left this toy here. There is a name on it. Well, my goodness. . ."

"What?" Moby couldn't sit still. "I wish it was for me."

"That seems to be a wish come true. It says, 'for Moby'."

Moby's mouth dropped, "For me? Are you sure?"

Odiwa smiled and handed the small wooden spaceship to the boy. "For you, and I hope you will remember to tell your children that story, too. We must always remember our home planet of Terra, where humanity originated."

A few minutes later, Moby's parents and Noot come back and tell Moby that he really does have a grandfather, Noot.

"Then all my wishes have come true, Mr. Odiwa. Will you thank that man in the red suit for this spaceship?"

"I sure will, Moby."

Moby turned to Noot, "Hi Grandfather, I knew, when I first saw you."

(The End of Noot's story. More character stories to come.)

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Do you think Christmas will become a legend in the future, when humanity is spread through the stars? 

Please leave a comment so I'll know you were here and I'll respond. Thanks for visiting and reading. 

Remember to visit the main WEP page to find the other participants and other entries.  

Merry Christmas to you and Best Wishes for the New Year!


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WEP Write, Edit, Publish, a flash challenge

It's time for another WEP challenge - with the support team of Nilanjana Bose and Olga Godim and L.G. Keltner adding their imaginings and creativity. Thanks to Denise for being the host.


Click on the link for WEP  to see the list of participants and read their stories. 

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Hubble Space Station Images
https://www.spacetelescope.org/search/

WEP - Change of Heart - Discovery (3)

WEP - Unraveled Yarn - Lower Levels (2)

WEP - Road Less Traveled- An Outpost Story (1)


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32 comments:

  1. This is lovely. I hoped that it would go in such a tidy and positive way but...
    And yes, I think in times to come Christmas will become a legend. And hope that the kindness and love rather than the excesses are celebrated.

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  2. Thanks, EC, the end of Noot's stor could have gone negative or positive, but without the pilot Mondero, who heard the initial radio messages, this family wouldn't have been saved in this way. With so many hearts at stake, I went with the Christmas spirit.

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  3. This was sweet and perfect for this time of year. Perhaps Christmas will become a legend as time passes. I often find myself wondering what will become of humanity in the far flung future and how they'll talk about and view the past.

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    1. I hope they don't talk about how we nearly destroyed our planet. . .I hope they remember the good things done by some of our people. I hope as well that we don't forget things like Christmas. Being a legend is better than being forgotten.

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  4. A wonderful continuation of Christmas magic that brings bruised hearts together. A fine job. Like Elephant's Child, I pray that kindness and love are the embers of Christmas that stay warm through the years.

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    1. So do I. The act of sharing and being kind to others should never go out of style. Can they incorporate that 'caring' into robots, I wonder? I

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  5. Oh I am so glad that the family are reunited! Perfect for Christmas.
    And I love that line about always remembering our origins/roots. Certainly Christmas and all our festival traditions should be remembered no matter where humanity gets to.

    Season's greetings to you and yours, DG.

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    1. I hope we do remember the good things humanity has done, and that even if some traditions become legends, they may be revived if we need them.

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  6. Your space story is fantabulous, and I'm soooo glad you allowed for the father-son reunion. But I'm also intrigued... how did the grandson "know" that was his grandfather...? Hmmm. Great job with this!

    There's no telling what the future may hold if space exploration becomes the norm. If there's intelligent life on other planets, (How can there NOT be?) it'd be presumptuous to expect them to have the same background as we do. (But wouldn't it be exciting if they DID???) So the future of Christmas? Hard to say. I hope the love and joy it embodies never ends.

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    1. A child can sometimes want something so bad, they imagine it to be true, OR he could have a touch of ESP. Other cultures may be unaware of human traditions, but Odiwa knew a lot about old Terra and wanted to pass that on to the child.

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  7. Of course it will, some stories are just too sweet to lose. Great ending to a mysterious story.
    May you have the Merriest Christmas and the brightest of New Year's!

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    1. Thanks for the good wishes and hope your Christmas is great, too.

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  8. Sweet. It's such a joy to find your family after being separated for so long.
    I don't know if Christmas will survive intact into the far future; not everybody celebrates it even now. But the beautiful tradition of a midwinter holiday, with gifts and decorations and some magical beings all mixed up together, would be a pity to lose.

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    1. Especially the magical beings. . .I'd miss the magic in the stories of reindeer on the roof, and Santa's workshop, etc.

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  9. A heartfelt wrap-up, that has the possibility to lead to something more. It is a curious idea that modern holiday traditions can be carried on into the future. Well done.

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    1. The traditions will only survive if humans keep the memory and knowledge of them alive. There are still more stories about the Outpost in the Far Reaches to come.

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  10. Glad they finally connected.
    If people forget the true meaning of Christmas, we will be lost...

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    1. Yes, I think so too. There are many sides to Christmas, the families gathering together when possible, the kindnesses to others less fortunate and the memories of Christmas' past.

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  11. Hello D.G. I hope Christmas always remains more than a legend. I hope it remains a time for humanity to cling to hope in an often dystopian world. It's a midsummer holiday where I live and eagerly anticipated by most. Even those proudly 'heathen' seem to get into the spirit of Christmas.

    Now to your story. What a touching way to finish the year. You're doing an amazing job of continuing this each time and I see by the comments that each episode is anticipated and enjoyed.

    I think it would be enriched by a note at the top: 'The Story so Far.' A quick precis of what has gone before.

    But meanwhile, thanks for ending with a message of hope in 2018.

    Denise

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    1. Thanks for the suggestion. I will try to come up with something brief. Lucky you getting Christmas in the warm weather, not chillin' like we in the North. (although in Vancouver, it's mild right now).

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  12. Ah, the family reunited... it all comes together in a neat Christmas package.
    Christmas in the future? At the rate technology is advancing... who knows? I was reading something about toys, for example, being reprogrammed to change shape by simply inserting new software instructions. So for Christmas, one need only download the software blueprints for a new toy, reprogramme the old toy, and an entirely new toy appears.
    Have a wonderful Christmas and peaceful New Year!

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    1. I wonder what the toy companies think of this idea. And yes I wanted Noot to have a family . . .but there are still unknowns about the Lower Levels.

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  13. A little bittersweet but happy they were reunited.

    The spirit of Christmas will live on as long as people believe.

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    1. I hope so. The colonists on Mars (when they get there) will be the first people to celebrate it off-world.

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  14. Great addition to your story. I was happy to see these two finally find each other (at least that's what I was hoping for). I don't think Christmas will ever go away, but the way it's celebrated may change over time. I'd be happy with some of the changes that focus so much on spending money; that's not even close to what Christmas is for.

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    1. I agree, the commercial aspect of Christmas has gotten out of hand. We can keep the sharing, the closeness of families and the magic.

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  15. A wonderful Christmas ending to their story. I hope Christmas will continue to be celebrated. I hope that love and peace will continue to be important out there in the great beyond. Merry Christmas and I hope all is well with you and yours.

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    1. Thanks, Inger. I also hope we and our traditions endure, although Santa may need a jet sleigh and reindeer that can hyperjump.

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  16. Christmas will continue to be an evolving legend just as it is now. Its roots are in so many places and its branches are everywhere. Festive blessings.

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    1. I hope you are right. Some traditions will hopefully travel with us when we began to populate the universe.

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  17. Hi DG - sorry I was 'busy in other worlds'! I love how they found each other and are obviously so happy to be together again - where they can keep their traditions and memories going ...

    Great that Moby remembered to pass on his Santa wish to the man in the red suit ... fun that even in a different world, and with all the dramas they've experienced ... they're together and remembering the old days - as so many of us do.

    I'd like to think we'll remember the man in the red suit, but more importantly the other traditions ... and particularly get our humanity back to being thoughtful, sincere, kind and understanding in whichever century we end up in ...

    Cheers and Happy New Year to you - I'll be in touch anon - still getting my life into gear ... take care and happy thoughts - Hilary

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    1. Hi Hilary! Glad you dropped by. It's good to hear you're back and getting settled in. I'd love to hear from you whenever you have the time. Also, glad you liked the story. I also hope we do remember our 'home world' when we get out to the stars.

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