(eng) Michael Coorlim by Grief Five Stories of Apocalyptic loss

Author:Grief,Five Stories of Apocalyptic loss [Grief,Five Stories of Apocalyptic loss]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Wendy wasn't a religious woman. She'd been raised Catholic and had gone to church dutifully on Easter and Christmas with her parents until she was twelve, but when she'd told them she didn't want to go anymore at thirteen they'd seemed almost relieved, and stopped attending themselves. She supposed she was still nominally Christian in that she'd never officially declared herself not, but didn't give the matter of God a second thought. Hers was a casual, almost natural disbelief.

What she did believe in, though, was survival. The more time she spent with the New Ark Cult, the crazier they seemed.

That was okay. She could deal with crazy, if it meant a seat on that spaceship they had. She didn't know if they knew how to operate it, or if this "divine providence" would lead them to a habitable planet, but it was a chance. And she'd do a lot for a chance to keep on living.

She'd fuck the old man, for one. That part wasn't really surprising, for a doomsday cult. He went on and on about the need to quickly populate New Eden, trying hard to sell her the idea of taking him bareback, and she didn't feel like educating him on the nature of her IUD.

The cannibalism had been a bit harder to swallow, no pun intended. She was doubly glad about keeping quiet about the IUD after being told that those who were "worthy but not worthy enough" -- less fertile-seeming women, men, children, anyone who couldn't get knocked up -- would travel to New Eden in spirit -- spirit transmitted through the flesh, flesh devoured in a bizarre communion ritual. They didn't have to eat much, just a piece of the heart -- where the soul was thought to reside -- but really, any amount of cannibalism was too much cannibalism.

She didn't have a choice, not if she wanted a seat on their ship. And the runner-up prize for "second most holy" was a guided tour through the cult's gastrointestinal track.

Yeah.

A little cannibalism wasn't so bad. Not if you wanted to live. Next to that, fucking the old man was the best part of her day.

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