Shakti Copyright © 2018 by J.K

Shakti Copyright © 2018 by J.K

THE BSFAN 35 BALTICON 53 Shakti Copyright © 2018 by J.K. Ullrich First Place, BSFS 2018 Amateur Writing Contest Printed by permission of the author “On the house, birthday girl,” says the one- home from the reefs. The ocean seems as empty as armed bartender, pouring a generous glass of my glass. emerald liquid and sliding it across the counter. “It was paradise,” I murmur into the breeze. “Ladies on those fancy inner-ring worlds may not “What happened to the fish?” appreciate their age, but out here on the rim, survival is something to celebrate.” The bartender shakes his head. “Hardly any left since ColonyCorp forced us to start harvesting that I toast him and down the beverage in one gulp. damned coral. All the natural reefs within a day’s The chlorophyll flavor of fermented algae tastes sailing have been chipped down to the seabed. like drinking the planet Saraswati itself, a throatful And for what? So rich inner-ringers can flaunt coral of sunlight and brine. jewelry and carvings?” He twiddles his remaining “How many years have you stolen from the fingers in a foppish gesture. universe today?” he asks. “It’s a lucrative export.” I smile at his choice of words. “Two hundred and “We could sell plenty of other resources—salt, eighty-seven.” shellfish, algae products—but ColonyCorp only Beer stops burbling mid-draught. “Is this some wants coral. By the time we pay off Saraswati, new biotech I haven’t heard of?” The bartender there won’t be anything left of it. Or us. We have narrows his eyes at me. “You don’t look even look to dive the trenches to find enough coral now, and forty.” deep is dangerous.” He shrugs the stump of his “Biologically, I’m not. But it sounds more right shoulder. “Got trapped in a fissure. Having impressive if I don’t adjust for time dilation.” two arms is no use to a drowned man.” He sucks breath through his teeth. “You’re the ”Sounds like you need to abandon the coral operator of that cargo freighter from ColonyCorp,” industry.” he says with a mix of wonder and accusation. “I “Then we can’t pay back the indenture and always thought they ran on pure AI.” ColonyCorp will repossess Saraswati,” he says “That’s a myth. I’m as human as your bitterly. “We’ll end up like...what was the name of grandparents. Who I probably carried here a that planet? The first one colonized in the Tridevi century ago.” System, ages ago.” “Then you saw Saraswati before colonization!” “Shakti.” The name echoes inside my glass. He leans across the driftwood bar, lowering his “Right. Everyone’s so afraid of that happening voice. “What was it like?” here, they won’t act.” He clenches a towel until it I gaze across the rickety deck. The first time I’d drips onto his bare feet. “They’re as rooted as the watched Saraswati’s twin sunset, rays of molten damn coral.” light had painted shifting red mosaics on a pristine “And a lot less valuable, in ColonyCorp’s sea. Jeweled archipelagos shone above the swell. opinion,” I mutter. “You need to assert yourselves, Now brutish industrial structures cover the islands, show them you won’t take abuse.” and floating causeways bob on the tide. I strain “How?” my eyes for the sleek marine creatures that once leapt from the waves, but nothing moves except I turn towards the water again, letting the wind the ponderous wakes of ferryboats carrying divers press my eyelids shut. “I’m bound for Lakshmi next with blasting material for the mines. A little bit 36 always evaporates in transit, so no one’s too strict “Truly, I remember you. We discussed your about invoicing. But it’s powerful stuff—even a new asteroid mining initiative, and I suggested small amount would be enough to destroy a sizable prioritizing magnesium.” I nod at the towers of target. Like, say, a dive boat.” waiting cargo crates. “I hear the shipyards can’t The bartender toys with his beard. “Did get enough of it, now that new solar sail design is ColonyCorp send you to suggest that and weed out standard.” dissenters?” The muscles around her mouth twitch “Maybe I just like fireworks.” spasmodically in a grin. “We had a change of plan after the revolution on Saraswati.” “Maybe you do. But before I can trust you, you’ll have to trust me.” Pulling an opaque jug from “Revolution?” I arrange my face into a study of under the counter, he uncorks it, sniffs the stopper innocence. with a connoisseur’s inscrutable expression, and “Some dissidents blew up a dive boat and pours a ruby shot. “This is the best liquor on sparked an insurrection against ColonyCorp. It’s Saraswati. We distill it from red algae—hell of a been carrying on for at least five years now. Coral buzz, but if you don’t store it properly, it turns so exports have all but stopped, so precious metals bad that a sip will kill you.” have come back into vogue. Our ores are worth a I hold the glass to the dying light, matching its fortune.” hue to the sunset. “Which variety is this?” “How lucky! That’ll help pay the indenture.” “Drink it and see. Otherwise get back on your The Matriarch beams. “At this rate, Lakshmi will ship and forget we ever had this chat.” be ours in just two generations. We’ve converted Without breaking our eyelock, I swallow the all our magnesium mines to gold. It’s our best syrup. Unexpected sweetness slithers across chance to—.” Words shatter into dry, fracturing my tongue. A rogue smile bursts across my new coughs that bend her wizened frame in two. I grasp friend’s face as I lick the spice from my lips. her elbow to keep her from losing balance. “When do we get the boom?” “Gold mining can have toxic consequences, if it’s not managed correctly,” I tell her quietly. “Visiting every decade or so doesn’t qualify you From the space elevator’s dizzying vantage, to tell us how to live.” She dabs her mouth with I count the new scars on Lakshmi’s cratered the back of her hand and wipes fingers on her face. Straight, unnatural lines mar the jagged jumpsuit, leaving smeared red constellations. “Quit topography I’ve come to admire over the years. An staring and get to work, if you ever want to call this old woman waits to greet me at the base station. planet your own,” she croaks as a group of youths “You must be the new Matriarch,” I say when we hovering nearby. They begin unloading equipment exchange ritual bows. crates from the elevator as the Matriarch leads me Her eyebrows shoot into her silver hair. “I was outside to a grime-encrusted transport. The vehicle appointed shortly before your last visit.” jolts over rocky terrain, bare formations scrolling past the window. “Of course,” I apologize. My mind struggles to reconcile the figure from memory—a vigorous “I’ve always enjoyed Lakshmi’s stark beauty,” woman eager to liberate her constituents from I say, attempting civil conversation. ”Last time I the crushing demands of the loan ColonyCorp had was here, I hiked up a mountain with tremendous granted them to establish the colony—with the crystal formations at the peak. When the sun came crone before me, withered by the strain of eking through, rainbows filled the entire valley.” life from a harsh planet. “We excavated that mountain to the ground a “I’m sure all of us primitive rock-busters look few years ago,” says the Matriarch. “It was packed the same after a few hundred years,” says the with ore, and the crystals made good lenses for our Matriarch, her light cadence veiling a rebuke. industrial lasers.” THE BSFAN 37 BALTICON 53 “Oh.” I turn back to the craters. Landscapes Mining Boom Draws Hundreds of New Colonists painted on my memory in a thousand shades of to Lakshmi oxidized red have turned a dull, lifeless brown. ColonyCorp Reports Record Profits; Chairman They match the workers’ faces, irrevocably carved Hints at Leasing Parvati with the strain of their industry. A chill trickles down my spine, staring at that last “I know what it looks like,” says the Matriarch article. The ship’s proximity alarm makes me start after a few silent kilometers, clenching her jaw so hard that I invert in microgravity. until its stubborn lines emerge as boldly as the quarry strips outside. “The asteroid mining was “It’s all right, I’m coming.” Shivering, I turn off safer and cleaner, but ColonyCorp devalued the feed and propel myself to the cockpit. Parvati magnesium and imposed quotas for gold. Market stares at me through the porthole like a backwards fluctuation, they said. We have to accept their eye, a green pupil in the vast black iris of space. terms if we hope to buy freedom.” Still pristine, nothing more to ColonyCorp than a gravitational slingshot to hasten the return of its “You’re buying it with your lives.” cargo freighters. Settling myself at the console, “I know. My son and his wife died in a mine I calculate trajectories and tilt the sail. Numbers collapse last month.” She grips the controls so on the gauge creep higher as solar pressure hits tightly that her hands go pale, emphasizing the the kilometer-wide polymer sheet, approaching a indigo tinge of her cyanotic fingertips. “My little higher percentage of light speed.

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