Emily Reed And The Humans

Chapter One

“The world ahead sings well,” remarked the ship.

Zava focused himself back into the land of the living, breaking free from his daydream. It was a lovely daydream, filled with contemplation and understanding, but the distraction that his ship had given him was something that he had no doubt would prove to be much more interesting.

He walked up to the viewport. Ahead, he saw a faint blue dot, a speck of difference in a sea of black and stars. It was a sight that, according to his ship, held great potential and promise.

“To what tune does it sing?” Zava asked.

“The tune of joy.”

“The tune of joy? How interesting.”

Zava continued to view the planet ahead. His ship was slowly approaching, at least as slow as could be expected when traveling at a velocity that can be measured in astronomical units per second.