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Extracts from The Deep Stuff a sequel to The Solar Windmill re-edited and posted for a prompt from here
and see also here
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Memory:

Falling, it’s extreme. Some people make a sport of it.
Dress it up any way you like, spread yourself, use whatever you’ve got, some fancy jet, a ret-board, a parachute, wings, it’s still falling.

“No, it’s not, it’s flight. What, you think you fall... with wings - how butt crazy is that?”  Halley, of course.

“Whatever.” and Eva sulking.

“Whatever yourself grll-fren', you can fall all you want. Me - I’ll be flying.”

"Woah! Halley, cheese much? You practiced that one in the bathroom huh?" and Eva laughing. "Well, ok, ok, you fly – then if I fall you'll catch me.”
 

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The Solar Windmill - part three:

They say that nature abhors a vacuum and man is but a part of nature and so as Eva tumbled out into the dark of space her mind amplified the sound of every breath, every heartbeat and as she watched the silvery material spreading out below her, watched its glistening ululations, she heard again the sound of sails.
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The Solar Windmill. Part two

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The Solar Windmill.

One:

Officially it was New Year, but she was never much one for calendars and it wasn't the raucous sing-along crackling over the intercom that woke her nor was it the space shuttles alarm set to chime the celebratory hour.
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