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Cinderella's Spaceship

Rafaela grew up in the Cinder Sector of the outer belts, an isolated region that her step mother and step sisters can't bear. She's eligible to enter the Prince's race, if she can get her mother's old scout ship repaired in time, but she also needs to discover what her mother really left behind. Prince Brendan needs to catch a bride that he can trust. He was born with Corporate records written into his genes in a Solar System brewing with political strife. He bets his future on a race, but will he find out what this Cinder girl's family is tangled up in? With interstellar travel still confined below the speed of light, the vast majority of humanity now carries the extra pair of chromosomes packed with an inheritance of genetic memories. Those who don't carry the extra genes have been disregarded for centuries. Humanity needs to let go of the past in order to expand their future. Will a young woman, a young man, and a dragon be able to forge a brighter future between two stars? Cover redesigned by Bloom759, face based off Artflow.ai generation. --- On hold because I'm getting the shattered shunt removed finally! (The list of possible complications is a bit scary, but not compared to living with my brain fluid leaking out.)

gusdefrog · sci-fi
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220 Chs

PC: Longer Perspective

The most recent message from their home system had arrived as a simple text message that had repeated many times. 

In a way it was proof that their own messages had become difficult to replay even before they had switched to text only themselves, because the response to the first of those probably wouldn't reach them for another two years.

It was strange to stop and think that the events this message spoke of had happened over a year before they received it. They had continued to receive regular updates the entire time, it was just that the gap between them had slowly grown larger.

"Is it weird to feel like this trip is taking forever, while at the same time feeling surprised that we're already almost to the halfway point where we need to start slowing down?" Rafaela asked suddenly.

"I was just thinking that it's weird to think we may still be picking up messages that were sent on our way out, on our way back," Brendan admitted wryly.