Written for the prompt "myth" at kamg_weekly_100.


You ask of the shipwreck, human?

Many claim to have seen it. But the Kelbrid of the storyteller caste, we know.

Among the ruins of the two spaceships are mangled bodies, preserved in the vault of space. There are many terrestrial bipeds. There is a winged being. And there is a thing.

A thing, you ask?

Listen. There are powers in the galaxy greater than we know, to whom we are small creatures. There are dangers lurking in the spaces between the stars, even for the great powers.

Isn't it better to send the canary down the coal mine first?