SF Drabble #45 “Gallery"

The audience, all very important and influential people, watched as the capsule shrank in their view. They watched it and he watched them. As it finally disappeared from view they went back to their hors d’oeuvres and their champagne tubes. They would be a little fuller and a little more drunk by the time the station caught up with the capsule again, just as it touched Jupiter’s cloud tops.

It would begin to leak it’s cargo, and the atmosphere would react, and it would be dyed anew, this time a dark oceanlike blue. He couldn’t wait to see their faces.

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