The pseudo-savage materialist in the void of existential alienism…
Amidst the chaos of interstellar trade routes and political intrigue, a
young alien,
Ravok,
struggles to adapt to human
relationships after
losing his
life
partner,
Tara…
A love story born from
perspective swap
between two alien worlds…
Or is it?
Maybe,
it’s just a phase.
A pseudo-savage‘s
quest for
true connection…
Or perhaps, it’s all
just another perspective shift in
space…
A story about love, loss, and the peculiarities of human
chemistry…
And how, in
the vastness of the galaxy,
two souls find their way home…
Or maybe they don’t.
It’s, after all, an alien story… with
its own quirks…
But love is love, regardless of
the medium…
Or the lack thereof.
In the end, it’s about
finding that one soul to share
the universe with.
Or perhaps, it’s about being alone…
And, in the grand scheme of things,
even that is a story.
A pseudo-savage’s
adventures in love…
Or, rather, a tale told by an alien about his own
adventures.
But love is universal, isn’t it?
Or at least, consistent across
the vastness of the galaxy.
In this peculiar universe, maybe even
universals have their quirks…
Like, for example, the
concept of ‘pseudo-savage’ itself.
Or the notion that
true connection can only be achieved through
specific protocols…
Or perhaps, it’s just another way for an alien to say,
‘I’m lonely.’
But in the end, isn’t loneliness
no different from any other state of being?
Except…, perhaps,
In the vastness of space, you don’t get
repeats.
Or do you?
In any case, this is a pseudo-savage’s
attempt to weave a tale of love and loss…
And the peculiarities inherent in being an alien.
Perhaps, at its core, this is no different from any other tale.
But with the added bonus of having its own quirks…
Or perhaps, without them.
But regardless, it’s a story worth telling.
