Once, a colossal egg floated in space. It was the size of a planet, and it orbited the twin stars of a system somewhere in a galaxy far from our own.
This story is from Year 8, The Year of Revisitation
I revisit one of the stories I’ve already written, and write a new standalone story connected to or inspired by the existing one through a character, a place, an object, a continuation of events (okay, sequel), and so on.
Music: “A Dream of First Flight (Reborn)” by Jonathan Shaw
I’ve written so many stories that I now have more than one story about eggs. More. Than. One. Is…too many?
[Video Description: Trailer. Duration, 43 seconds. Music: “A Dream of First Flight (Reborn)” by Jonathan Shaw. Digital drawing. At center, an egg whose translucent surface reveals a reptilian creature curled within, facing right. The creature’s head in profile shows a closed eye and a mouth with a beak-like upper lid. Four small limbs protrude from the torso, on which scales are faintly visible. The creature’s tail curves back under its head. The egg floats in some kind of primordium with two tiny glowing bodies at top left. Glowing cracks with crystalline nodules run along the shell’s surface. Title card with the words “Short Story” and “Genre: Mythology” are displayed in front of the image. At top the story title appears. The title card and title fade. Lines from the story appear over the image: “Many things have hatched from many eggs. Some terrible. Some wonderful. Some massive. Some minuscule. Was there not a poet that spoke of the egg’s perfection as a container? No hinge, no edge, no keyhole, and yet, the newest and weakest of creatures can break through, and in doing so, prove themselves worthy of entering the world.” The title reappears at top as the last line fades. A watermark of the site URL appears at bottom center throughout.]
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