Red Space Line E-Book

Rodrigo Ortiz Vinholo

• Herausgeber: Lendari® Entertainment
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 41

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Beschreibung

Behind the chaos of everyday life, a war of interests is raging in Red Space Line. When space train security guard Pedro meets seller Frank and driver Vanessa by chance, he is forced to fight to prevent the Merchants' Guild from succeeding in their criminal plans for domination. Red Space Line is a space opera tale with action and comedy, reimagining the strangeness of São Paulo's public transportation amidst trains, vans, and space stations.

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EDITOR-CHEFE

Mário Bentes

ASSISTENTE EDITORIAL

Clarissa Bacellar

PREPARAÇÃO E REVISÃO

Marília Schuh

CAPA

Henrique Morais

CONVERSÃO PARA EBOOK

Joyce Matos

Cataloging In Publication (CIP) (eDOC BRASIL)

V784p Vinholo, Rodrigo Ortiz

Red Space Line [ebook] / Rodrigo Ortiz Vinholo; translation Marília Schuh. – São Paulo, Brazil: Lendari® Entertainment, 2024.

Format: ePUB

ISBN 978-65-88912-35-5

System Requirements: Adobe Digital Editions

Access mode: World Wide Web

Original title: Astrolinha Vermelha

1. Brazilian fiction. 2. Children’s literature. I. Schuh, Marília. II. Title.

DDC 028.5

Prepared by

Maurício Amormino Júnior – CRB6/2422

Synopsis

Por trás do caos do dia a dia da população, explode uma guerra de interesses na Astrolinha Vermelha. Quando o segurança de astrotrem Pedro encontra por acaso o ambulante Frank e a motorista Vanessa, ele se vê obrigado a lutar para impedir que a Guilda dos Comerciantes tenha sucesso em seus planos criminosos de dominação. Astrolinha Vermelha é um conto space opera com ação e comédia, reimaginando as estranhezas do transporte público paulistano em meio a trens, vans e estações espaciais.

Red Space Line

“I could be stealing, I could be killing, but I’m here, ladies and gentlemen, selling you chocolates and various high-quality products at affordable prices!”

The speech of the black-skinned boy with the little metal stand slung over his shoulder was uncomfortably loud in the ears of the passengers, most of whom tried to ignore it, paying attention to the colored lights in the hyperspace tunnel that surrounded the space train carriage.

It was a centuries-old litany, of course. Whether on ground transportation lines or space lines, salesmen of this kind rarely improved their speeches and sales tactics, even if generations passed. Just as it wasn’t a practice allowed by law in the past, it wasn’t accepted there either. The passage of time, in fact, had only made things worse for those who subsisted on this kind of informal trade.

“I’ve got chocolate, chocolate, chocolate, three for ten and four for 12! It’s cheaper than at the station! Sir? Madam?”

The paraphernalia was common: some wore purses or bags, others left accessories like that hanging from a shelf in front of their bodies, displaying a collection of candies and other products; they were easy to fold and store, so that those who wore them could move between trains, or escape the inspection, as necessary.

The boy passed through the corridor, approaching one or two people who looked vaguely in his direction, but most of them were wary and preferred to ignore him. After he passed by me, the nearest heads turned in my direction with looks that ranged from pleading to judgmental. They wanted me to do something about the boy but felt intimidated to say anything.

I sighed and stood up, taking stock of the situation. They weren’t wrong. My uniform said I was a space train security guard and dealing with illegal traders and other passenger nuisances was one of my duties.

But it was a fact that I didn’t want to stop the kid. Not that day, not that time.

I’d been thinking a lot about that kind of situation. It was complicated. Put yourself in my shoes: how was I going to approach a boy, apparently socially disadvantaged, and tell him he was wrong to try to make a living, help his family, I don’t know, by selling his chocolate? Well, actually, I could also be considered poor — in different ways and circumstances.

If I punished that kid, what would I teach him? What would it help? If he was there selling chocolate instead of studying, it was probably because he had no choice. It wasn’t the kind of thing anyone, especially kids, did for fun.

At the same time, I knew it was a violation. And I knew I could be punished if I didn’t do something about it. It was more difficult on the Red Space Line because the staff were generally kind of in the same situation as me, but I had heard of many like me who had lost their jobs because some dramatic passenger had been offended by something.

Feeling the stares and silent cheers encouraging me to end that child’s day, I started walking towards him. It couldn’t be all or nothing: I was just going to try to give him a scolding, explain that things were complicated, and let him get out of there with his products.

He must have been half my size. He was short, but his voice had a strength that didn’t seem to match his body.

“Chocolate, chewing gum, candy for kissing, candy for people who don’t kiss, raincoats, just not for meteor showers! It’s cheap, it’s on sale, find it all right here!”