SlashTrek

The light schematic pulsed gently during the first beta shift after he had gone- a single light. His favorite color. It lay unnoticed. The green light. A short, half-second burst, every five seconds, reminding, waiting. Waiting for a touch that would never again be there. Waiting, for the long, gentle fingers that he admired, flying across the unscratched titanium crystal surface with ease. The man who had been there had never even watched, effortlessly taking orders and carrying them out without a second glance at his fingers. He admired this. One of the tiny things he couldn't help but remember, and then cry about. Another resurfaced. It w