Wednesday, 29 October 2025

Riga Welcome Home/Fin Fitted

 

 

 

Riga Welcome Home/Fin Fitted


In her dream Riga flew to the other side of forever. Past the beginning of the galaxy. She wanted a new fin fitting. Not for the additional flight performance. No, because her ship would look absolutely bloody cool. That was why. Unlike Juniper’s Daughter who settled for what was here, Riga wanted the vessel complete. In time she would get the messaging thing fixed too. For now, she concentrated on the missing tail. Riga smiled and sat back in the pilot’s seat. Yes, it would look good. I’m not called Riga for nothing. I will get a new fin made and fitted. The witch would fully approve. There was a problem with all this. How would Riga contact the aliens who would make a new fin?

 

Riga already had the answers. Juniper’s Daughter had taught Riga the basics of witchcraft. It was only simple stuff. Yet that didn’t matter. A simple spell or a complete one with a complicated nine stage ritual lasting three days had the same rules. It was the intent and delivery. Riga was a critical thinker. The witch knew that this was the main skill behind spell work. Critical thinking led to focus and the use of one’s own will. This would help guarantee the spell succeeded.

 

Riga had parked her flying saucer at the dark side of the Moon. She listened to David Bowie on a small stereo. On a small writing pad, she wrote down the aim of her spell. That was to find and contact the original builders of the flying disc. Find them then contact. The contact part would include a Hello and introduction. And then her reason for contact. You were the ones who built this disc. I need a new vertical tail fitting and also the long-distance communications array re-installing. Then the craft would as original as built. Riga drank some red wine and ate bread with cheese. She worked on a rough version of the spell. It was to the point and she believed it would work. She put Bowie’s album tracks on random play and kept editing. After two hours the spell was done. More bread and cheese filled her up. She held off on more wine and had a coffee in a large pint cup. Finally, the spell was finished.

 

Riga finished eating, went to the small bathroom and showered and changed into denim shorts and a pink vest top. Her nipples peeked through the material. She was barefoot. Feeling refreshed she re-read the spell. It was a good one and made sense to her. Would it work? She meditated for thirty minutes and set her intent. The witch taught her this but it was already part of critical thinking.

 

Now Riga did her spell. No need for a delay. She got right on with it. She lit some candles and turned the music lower. Then worked through her four-step spell. It took two hours. A long time for a simple spell! When it was done Riga went to the pilot’s seat and fell asleep.

 

She dreamt of aliens. Some were very clear others appeared to be shape shifters. Were they all the same or different? Time would tell. As it would if they contacted her. Upon waking eleven hours later Riga and her craft were not alone. Parked next to her was another vessel! Her viewing screen had been left open. She saw an identical flying saucer like hers. Goodness me, look at that! Riga thought. It was the same except for two things. At the back on top was a large vertical fin. Just in front of it was a small bump. She knew that was the missing antennas for the comms system. Look at it. Wow. My ship was once like that. Will they heed my request and fix mine up like theirs? I hope so!

 

Suddenly, a dull red light emerged from the other craft. Within it was a small three-foot-tall grey alien. It appeared sexless and wore not clothes or space suit. It waved at her. Riga waved back. Could it see her, she wondered? The alien pointed at itself then at her craft. It wanted to come aboard. The light and alien were now outside her viewing window. Riga nodded her head and said yes. The red light and alien vanished from outside in space. And appeared right next to her! Hi, said the alien. Not as words but inside her head. Thank you for calling us. How may we help you?

 

Riga was shocked and stuck for words. The alien helped her. It’s ok Riga. Simply think in words or pictures. We cannot speak so talk this way. My name is Aeeon. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Riga nodded and smiled. She started to speak then stopped. The conversation continued in her head. Thank you for visiting me Aeeon. Yes, I want my ship to be like yours. The witch Juniper’s Daughter gave me the ship. She was recalled by her mother Juniper. She said the ship is missing a tail and communication antenna. I want them both installing so it appears like when it was built. Would you do that for me?

 

The alien thought for a minute. Yes, we can do that. It’s easy to do. We simply fit a new fin and antenna. The communication system is the same but has been upgraded compared to the one fitted here. Your ship is old. How old Riga asked? Very old but we do not measure time like you do. For us time is multi-dimensional. We can go anywhere in it. Think of a fish in water. Your ship of three point two million years old. Yet it has not aged due to how we and the ship experiences time. Did you read the operating manual? Riga nodded. Near the back it explains that. Read that part again so you will be fully aware of it. She nodded. I will re-read it. It takes some getting used to, the differences in time. Of how you and I see or experience it. Yes, it does, that is right. However, Riga it’s just another way of doing things. You will quickly understand it. What of the fin and antenna? Yes, my friend, we will do that for you. Our ship yard is at the far end of the galaxy. We can take you there and do the repairs. Or I have a different suggestion. I can simply give you my ship. As you can see, it has both the fin and the long-distance communication system fitted. That system works the same as your spells by the way. It bypasses time and distance. What you on Earth call real time. Magic is the basis of the antenna array. It sends a spell out and gets a reply immediately. By giving you my craft, you don’t need to go to our yards. What do you want to do?

 

Riga was lost in thought. A radio system based on spells and magic. How cool was that? Why hadn’t Juniper’s Daughter mentioned it? And why had it been removed? I’d like to see the shipyards though. It would be super cool to see where these ships are made. But to have Aeeon’s craft. To be given that right now. That’s absolutely awesome! I will swap mine for his. Riga composed herself and thought what to tell the alien.

 

Ok Aeeon. As much as I want to see your ship yards, I think it will be easier to simply swap vessels. Is that ok? And the magic based communication system is just cool. Aeeon raised both hands in agreement. That’s fine Riga. We can swap ships and you have your own updated vessel. It has a recently overhauled reactor. Your own ship’s reactor would need an overhaul in ten thousand years. We can do that early. We will still do the other repairs. Yes, Juniper’s Daughter had the fin removed to limit flight performance. Plus the comms system too. Being a witch, she never needed to use it. Had both systems been left in place, if her main enemy Satan had captured the ship, it would’ve been harder to stop. The flight performance with the fin fitted is excellent. Much better compared without it. You will see that. And the magical system was very like her own personal magical skills. Both would level the playing field and make Satan more dangerous. So they were removed. The Devil only came close once to capturing her craft. That’s a different story. When you see the witch, you can ask her about that. As she gifted the ship to you, these systems will make you more dangerous. As you do not have her full magic or spell work skills, the communication system will allow you to bypass that. If you use it against Satan, he will have a very bad day!

 

All of this was a lot to take in. Riga was lost in thought for many minutes. She nodded and spoke out loud. Yes, I will take your ship. Please transfer my things over. My clothes and few possessions I brought aboard. Going back to telepathy, she thanked the alien and said she needed more time to think. To put all of this in order and understand it. This was another step in her route to taking over doing Juniper’s Daughter’s job. Riga was only a mortal woman. Yet she was the most powerful human that had ever existed. With magic skills, a fully operational flying disc and a new alien friend and ally. If that wouldn’t make Satan shudder, nothing would.

 

Here Riga. Let me show you a video of our home planet and ship yards. Call it a history tour. Then you understand and know how our ships are grown. They’re not built. As they are biotic, they are half alive. Not made in factories but grown. Like a life form. Here, watch this. The alien held out a hand and a white light was projected onto the wall where the vision window had been. Riga saw a large gas type planet. It had five different sized moons. Between moon number two and the planet was the ship yards. The alien zoomed in and there before her, Riga saw small craft the same as theirs. There were thousands of them. Other vessels of different shapes were there too. Some were complete while others were missing parts or had internal structure visible. The video went on and on. It showed everything. Now Riga understood. Aeeon told her, we build vessels for most of the galaxy. Yours’ is just one example. We are a global collective of beings. We live in peace and harmony. Now you know Riga. Welcome to the global galactic community. Now you understand. You are part of this and always will be. As are all the other people on Earth. Riga exclaimed that she never ever knew this. She started to cry. I never knew any of this. Never ever knew. Not ever. Now you do Riga. Don’t worry my friend. Welcome home…

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Friday, 24 October 2025

Riga New Owner Same Job

 

Riga New Owner Same Job

The spaceship belonged to a gal. Her ship had a missing tail fin which made control harder. There was also a missing communications antenna. The ability to cross talk past the stars was limited. The gal was called Riga. Her ship once belonged to her friend, Juniper’s Daughter. The other had given the ship upon one condition: that it be used as a force for good. Whether Satanic stopping wars, helping re-locate intelligent beings under cataclysmic threat or anything else. Big or small it didn’t matter. It had gone like this:

 

“Just use my ship for good Riga. Go and fix things. My time here is over. However, my job is not done. I must go and join my mother Juniper. She is disappointed with me. I did my best. My skills are not equal to hers nor is my time here. She recalled me. Now I pass the job to you. I have no daughter who can do this. I only have you Riga, my friend. Are you up for it? Being in command of a flying saucer? Flying across to galaxy battling evil? Much caused by Satan or other bad entities on the same level as him. Do you want to do this? Are you able to do this Riga?” There it was. All on the table. Juniper’s Daughter was retiring and there was a job vacancy. Did I want to do it? Was I capable? I simply did not know, on both.

 

“Oh my goodness. I have to chose now Juniper’s Daughter? Right now?” Riga was red faced and sweating. Under pressure. So was the witch. A different kind of pressure.

 

“Yes, now. You need to decide right now. I will be recalled in five minutes. Then you will take over. If you agree to this. If you do not agree, you will not do it. You cannot be forced. It must be voluntarily Riga.” The witch explained and pointed at her platinum wrist watch. “Four minutes. The clock is ticking.”

 

“If I refuse, I do not do it? You can’t force me? Is that right?”

 

“Yes, right. That’s how it works Riga. It has to be by your free will.”

 

“I simply don’t know. Talk about pressure, talk about life changing quick decisions. Shit.”

 

“I know. Yes, to both. I am under different pressure. Mother Juniper has even more difficult demands and work for me on the other side. I cannot stay here, much as I want to. Three minutes now.”

 

“Your mother Juniper. What is she like?”

 

“Why do you ask?”

 

“I… just curious…”

 

“Well, Riga. She has many of your qualities. She is also small, stubborn, very smart and a great critical thinker. A lot like you. You would both get on. And yes, she is a witch. One of immense power. The Devil is terrified of her. One day you should meet…”

 

“That’s nice to know she is like me. Yes, I would like to meet her. Imagine that, Satan scared of your mother. Ok then...”

 

“We will sort out meeting up soon. Very soon. Time is up. What is your decision Riga? Yes or no?”

 

“Ok witch. You want my choice. I agree… I will do this. By my own free will. I will take over and fill your boots. Give me the keys to your ship then…”

 

“Wow. Oh my… Riga… oh my…”

 

Juniper’s Daughter hugged Riga and kissed her once on the lips. The witch’s green eyes shed tears. She shook her head and mouthed Thank you. Both women embraced. Riga cried too. A moment and line were crossed. What exactly?

 

“Thank you, Riga. Here are the keys. It’s made of palladium. Please don’t lose them. It’s the only set there is. The operating manual is underneath the pilot’s seat. If you have any questions simply text or message me. The long-range messages and vertical fin are missing. Both will affect craft performance. You will be fine though. Thank you, Riga. I must go now. Mother Juniper is calling me…”

 

“Yes, Juniper’s Daughter, my friend and lover. It was a fine time knowing and spending time with you. I will miss you. I love you, always and forever baby. Please keep in touch.”

 

“Oh Riga. I will not forget you and thank you for taking over. The light side and universe needs you. We will always be close and we will remain in touch. That I promise. We will meet shortly, all of us. Bye for now…”

 

In a flash of yellow light that turned to dark green, the witch vanished. One moment she was there, the next she was gone. Riga looked at the set of keys in her hand. The keys to a very old and very historical and still quite capable small flying disc. Now it was hers. Yet with this came great responsibility. Riga instinctively knew that the power could be removed just as fast. Not exactly how or by whom but she knew. She nodded and spoke. ‘Yes, witch and mother Juniper. I will not fail either of you. I know Juniper’s Daughter has other things to do. I accept the job and will succeed. Now where do I start…”

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