The Mars Transit Vehicle And from the lands of dreams an intense searchlight shined from above, piercing the dark starlit sky to sparkle on the hull of my dream made real – the Mars Transit Vessel, MTV, The Prometheus – the ship that would carry me and my team through the stars. Above her, the sound of our approaching helicopter rotor blades rose as our helo maneuvered itself and its searchlight over the glistening ruby colored form, in the evergreen woods just northeast of Moscow. I smiled with pride at the fruits of this special part of my quest incarnate. # # # So in love, I watched him, so pleased to see Stephen so happy, as he watched a portion of a dream he’d had for over 30 years lying incarnate waiting for him. # # # Selena turned her attention to the ship, studying it and unnoticed I watched her in awe, as if she were Venus rising from the sea. I wanted her so badly. I just . . . I just couldn’t. Still watching the ship, Selena said, “She’s a beauty.” Still watching her and very much in love and meaning Selena I said, “Isn’t she?”
