A Taste of Faith: Excerpts from episode 5 – Viking

“The room is melting away. Propelled into the air are little specks of condensation as if in time with the heavy sound of the drain groaning under the pressure of its task. A long unimportant yawn, gulping away the impurities spilt in its wake. The cloud room is like fucking in heaven. This isn’t a euphemism. Literally bumping ug’s on some ironic plane of existence. You know, bad fuckers looking for a bit of redemption. Same old story.” – Space Faith, Episode 5 – Viking

 

“Viking was once my home. A home of sorts I guess. It was where I grew up. I was raised by a mother who placed great value on status, tossing me to the wolves the first chance she got to climb the ladder. I can’t blame her though, it’s the mentality the ship was built on. It’s what all the ships were built on. It is how we survive.” – Space Faith, Episode 5 – Viking

 

“They slowly walk past me. Looking me up and down, savoring my body, taking me in. Mulling over if I am what their appetite is hungry for tonight. Astrild stops to taste me. A tongue that is coarse runs the length of my neck. Prickling each skin fragment as it is pulled over it. From collarbone to ear lobe. The feeling is surprisingly sensual.” – Space Faith, Episode 5 – Viking

 

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