I’m extremely fascinated by Wormhole Junction Technology.  As a writer, my characters traverse through a man-made wormhole to establish a route to a distant planet, with unquestionable speed, in a far-off star system.  I utilized this version of wormhole in my upcoming novel Drayton’s Discoveries, Book 1, breaking down the complex and advanced technology that governed the wormhole as the International Space Corporation (ISC) controls the initial entry and exit points, ensuring they are stable and safe for transit. 

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Drayton’s Discoveries Chap 77 The Worm.

“Hold on to your breakfast, Goron, we’re going to make history with this little maneuver,” Khadia Parker said softly to the nearby Cinthu who, for once, was the stillest figure on the flight deck.  Her eyes took in his stiff figure, the frightened stillness about him, and regretted her words.  For a scant moment, she worried he might really release his breakfast which she carelessly reminded him about.  But his eyes met hers and those brown depths held a strength in his look she recognized that first day Herman Drayton started questioning him about the crystal tubes.  Until then she often thought him a typical nervous Cinthu, but as the questions were asked, she studied him and saw a glimmer of that same strength he now displayed.  He was just as excited and eager to return to Atax as she, but his insidious fear of the unknown had him rooted in place.  He managed to nod toward her.  She smiled and winked.

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Goran long ago realized he admired Khadia Jodel with her strong principles and transience.  The Alteric woman’s ability to fully emote through their skin color probably saved her thousands of verbal negotiations.  Right now, he not only recognized her proud stance but felt some of the accomplishment running through his own emotions.  They did it!  Somehow, he and Khadia Jodel convinced the largest conglomerate collection of any species, those representing the entire ISC board, to issue a new portal leading to Atax.  A portal to connect the planet to the entire known galaxy and facilitate trade and commerce on a grand scale.  He was still unsure of all the possibilities of economic, strategic, or defensive probabilities the outcome would produce, but he was completely aware of the promise of the future rapid movement of goods, access to all resources, and most importantly the upgrade of communications in information between star systems.  His mind was euphoric, practically floating with relief.  And Khadia Jodel, outside of her control he assumed, was displaying her skin violet with triumph.  He truly thought the color was befitting.  

From the corner of his eye, he saw movement on the vid screen.  The smallest craft in their vicinity moved into the air space before them. Khadia clasped her fingers loosely before her as if holding precious viable Yorik eggs, their gold and orange fragile shells gently nestled into a self-contained basket. Goran took a deep breath and saw Khadia look for Captain Hooper.  The Captain’s calm eyes showed extreme confidence.  With a quick nod of Khadia Parkers’ head, they were set in motion.

“Alteric Biv-flight 742-Royal to flight lead, engage,” the female navigator sitting at her station, announced into the relative quiet of the flight deck.  Her voice was smooth and controlled.  Goran blinked and tried not to fidget.

After a few moments of silence, a single sonic pulse flare shot into space by the small ship now standing point before them.  The flare torpedoed through the skies leaving a glowing trail in its wake.  An instant prior to the flare vanishing, Goran watched four silver anchoring lines detach and follow the glowing projection.  Only about 20 meters across in diameter the center of the four anchors held an ominous dark shadow.  The anchors began to widen, as did the darkness.  

The lack of sparkling stars within the eclipse of space made Goran’s stomach flip-flop with anxiety.  With barely an inner eye blink, the point ship seemed to be sucked forward into the maw of darkness and vanished from sight right before their eyes.  Only a slight ripple of disturbance on the surface of the blackness noted its passing.  And still, they widened, and the growth of the blackness reached over 50 meters across.  Goran’s distress was well hidden, he hoped.  Nobody else seemed to worry about being swallowed by the Nothing Monster floating out in space. …cont.

One thing is abundantly clear: the power of imagination knows no bounds. Wormholes, those enigmatic passages through space and time, allow authors to weave intricate tapestries of adventure, exploration, and discovery. These narrative devices have propelled us into the farthest reaches of the human mind, where the ordinary becomes extraordinary, and the impossible becomes a tantalizing reality. As the next page turns, who knows what captivating tales await in the uncharted territories?

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