Riga Electric (version)

 Riga Electric (version)

Riga flew her disc she had a job to do

There was a power station

It powered weapons factories

Turn off the juice and they couldn’t make missiles

The power station was medium size with four generation points

Oil provided the first line of use to turbines to produce electricity

If this system went out there was a backup coal system

Riga knew that by taking out any part of this would render it inoperable

She hovered a thousand feet over the site invisible

She studied the facility

She powered up the laser and chose a pink beam

On the screen a red target cross

She moved this with a hand controller

Riga made her craft visible

Now people would see her against the clouds

A silver disc

Alien but Earth like

She waited to be noticed

Workers stood in the yard and pointed

To the oil storage tanks

With a click of the control the laser fired

An intense pink beam lit up

Metal glowed and melted

Oil combusted and burst into flames

Bright yellow fire and black smoke coiled up

Riga Landing Gear

 

Riga Landing Gear

Her flying saucer was parked under a cliff. The big overhang hid it from overhead view. Riga examined the three landing gear struts on her craft. Each was a single leg with a flat skid below. All were solid engineering. Not liable to break. Small squat solid functional. Just like her! They were made out of aerospace grade aluminium alloys. These were sourced on a far-off alien world. Alloy was alloy. Each with different properties. Ones on Earth were different. Each had different parameters. Including strength, resistance, melting point, breaking point and other important ones. Not all alloys could be used. Spaceship design took the best. Other than being metal there were extra properties. The metal had microscopic elements within its structure. These were alive. Not just in the landing gear. Within the entire hull of the vessel. Each craft was grown in a ship yard. Not produced by hand in a factory. It was all automated. Aliens oversaw the automated creation of the vessels. The biotic half alive/half machine ships. Riga’s flying saucer was just one, a flying saucer. Riga looked at the gear. It was familiar. The size, the components, the growing process, the way it was assembled, the everything about it. Why? It was she who had designed this. That was during her life time on the alien world in a different reality. Separate from this reality. She was fully aware in this reality. That shouldn’t have been possible. But it was. Riga here with her stationary vessel. Designed by her. How about that?

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Riga shimmers

Riga Shimmer

See how it shimmers. The clear computer graphics on screen. In the cockpit of the Russian fighter bomber. Contrasting to the even clearer sky. No light pollution this far north. Dark on the horizon behind me. Orange purple yellow ahead of me. Soon dark everywhere. Seemingly flat. I can fly high enough to see the planet's curve. Something mystical magical other worldly about all of this. Maybe God and His angels see this? As does the flying saucer on my right wing. There is Riga. On time as agreed. Her silver craft part dark part shiny in the dying light. We agreed to fly together. I have missed my old flame. Did she miss me? One thing I learned. Make it count your time together.  Take nothing for granted. Especially love with an alien gal...

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RIGA FLYING SAUCER! book finished

Hi all i worked very hard finishing Riga book 4. Book 5 file is set up and 1 short story done. That book will be darker but not negative. Riga is based on Riga and most of her attribute make up Riga. Added are soldier/spy/criminal/flying disc operator. It makes a very powerful captivating real world character. My most strongest more so than witch Juniper's Daughter. 

This book features on and off world scenes with a flying saucer. I made them as real and simple as i can for clarity and understanding and vividness. As if u were there. 

The book ends with an exceptional real world post from Riga saying how she misses an old flame. I actually feel the same for her and always will do. Before this piece is the effects of her my recent months. On Riga's post u can see her depth and how exceptional she is. Yet she is just another person. No special or different than all of us. Welcome to humanity. My Riga stories are for hope over war and destruction. I hope that hope and life does cancel out all that and we make it. We will see.

I sent many Riga short stories to 175 different publishers. Had many rejections. However 4x stories all about Riga the pilot were accepted for publishing in Exterminating Angel Press. I'm sure more acceptances will follow. I will make Riga more famous than Francis Gary Powers and his U2 plane. One publisher replied:

Thanks for digging in the weeds long enough to find us. The Riga Stories aren't a good fit for what we do. Interestingly, just before this I received a short flash fiction about a 5 year named Riga who was smart enough to run away when an old pervert wanted to give her a nickle. Same strength as your Riga. At least you got me to look up Riga on google and I went down a rabbit hole learning about Russian ships. Enjoyed learning something new. Thanks! - RIch

As and when can be arranged music audio tracks will be recorded with 4x different musicians. This will take my art for Riga to a different genre and level.  . 

If it wasn't for Riga, Riga wouldn't exist. Thanx babe hehe rock n roll see u later in this life/in the next it cant be denied what we had or did... nik \m/

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1915811

 

Riga evenfalls

Riga flew her ship on a deep space mission. She was a real astronaut. Going past the Moon and planets arcing diagonally away. A star chart plotted on the closed viewing window. This appeased two dimensional. She manipulated the control and it turned 3D. A weaving path through the stars at light speed. More changes and the map became a hologram in front of her. It was interesting. Many stars planets and systems hovering before her. She saw where she was going. A yellow ribbon illustrated her path. She zoomed in and saw her disc slowly moving along. Moving in more till she looked at her own silver ship as it really was. It looked like a brand new penny. Zooming out Riga noted the route and nodded. Her first trip away from Earth and it's system. Some of the other stars were different colours. One to her left was brought yellow. Over to her right was a dark red one. She knew this was down to the science and elements of their make up. It was simple school kids stuff that she remembered well. Of course it went far deeper. Nuclear fusion was the basis of all natural life. All of it including her. We were all star children..even the aliens. Riga turned off the map and got her journal. She was writing down random thought and poems. Maybe she would write a book when she got back. Or publish it. She was half and half on it. Riga had also been reading the ship's manual. She was interested in time travel. It was possible to visit the past. It was advanced science. Time space and motion. All science and maths. Travel to the future was more difficult. As that hadn't happened yet. The aliens would be the ones to ask on that. Those who has built this craft. She had visited the future. The witch had told Riga this. It was risky. Visiting the past was easier. Yet Riga was fascinated on the future. A decade ago she thought she would still be married and working in a call centre. Not becoming a soldier and then organized criminal. Not to mention meeting a witch and being given a flying saucer! And now whizzing out of Earth's solar system. Sone thing you just couldn't write. Suddenly an alert sounded and the star map reappeared. There was an object ahead of her. Riga told the ship to change course. She turned on the invisibility cloak and made the shields stronger. The object was made of metal and moving. It was either a metal asteroid or another ship! Riga turned her disc to be side on to it. Had she been spotted if it was a craft? She opened the viewing window and zoomed in where it was. At first she saw nothing. She tracked in more. There or was! A small dot. It was white and silver. It didn't look line a rock or chunk of metal. It had a certain symmetry.  A point at one end and cut off back bit. Fancy that! Another ship. Riga was amazed but cautious. Now her speed matched it. She kept her laser on standby. I want to meet them. Yet I have to be careful. What if they abduct me and steal my ship? The witch would be mad! Riga did a quick protection spell. The little witch! On the screen the other ship got bigger. Riga slowed down and the distance closed. Tens of thousands of miles separated them but they rapidly closed. And there it was! Whoever owned or built it had done grand job. The vessel was two miles long and like a dart or triangle. Much bigger than her small saucer. Riga was to the right side of it. A third of a mile from the front. She went closer. Two hundred yards from it. She inched along and stopped by the large pointed nose. It was silver and white and metal. As her sensors had said. Just then a door opened on the side. They knew she was here! She made her ship visible. The door was hundred of feet wide. Riga pushed her control and flew inside the big craft. The hull was metres thick. It was heavy engineering. She was in a kind of huge bay or hangar. With a soft clunk she put down her landing skids and landed. She kept her shields up. What now? Do I go meet them? Riga the alien aboard an alien ship far from Earth. What had she gotten herself into? Just then a green coloured robot rolled into view. Here we go. Riga took readings of the other ships internal atmosphere. It was oxygen and there was gravity. Should she put on a suit? Fuck it! If I die so be it. I'll meet my dad then. Riga opened the door and jumped out. Hi there she said and waved. The robot said something and she stepped into the cool metal floor and followed it. Goodness me. What now?

Riga Sealion

Riga Sealion

Riga went to the planet where they made her disc. She flew a smaller disc. It was a single or two seater named Sealion. It was cool. You could call it a sports version. It was.modelled on the bigger disc but without many of the systems. This made it smaller and faster. The range and endurance was shorter due to  having a smaller reactor. The aliens right Riga how to manage the systems. Many were thought controlled with manual back up. It was made with ease of use on mind. The disc served as a personal or light transport. It could be used for going to meetings or to transport important objects. No matter how advanced a civilisation vehicles were still needed. This one was an example. It wasn't  age old like Riga's flying saucer. It was new build. The hull atoms were younger though they had almost infinite life. The craft was grown in the ship yards. Almost line a living entity. Half alive half machine. It could fly itself but there was something correct about carrying a passenger or crew. It's what vehicles did. Riga went for a test flight with an alien called Gerald. They circled the planet and it's moons. Nothing fancy just a chance to get to know the ship.  Riga out some Deep Purple and then Bathory on the digital control system. This functioned in all ways to control the ship. The aliens liked the music just fine! Flying far from Earth in an alien ship playing alternative music..it rarely got better than that. Riga nodded her head to the tunes and rolled the craft. They circled the purple moon and came back for another pass. She descended low over the surface watching the shadows cast by the triple suns. Then she climbed steeply up and whooped with joy. This was excellent! The music continued and so did their trip. The aliens would give Riga this little craft as a gift. They liked her spirit and we're close friends. The small gal had qualities the aliens possessed and admired. That was quite rare in humans. It was why they magically summoned her. And her she was. out their lasted disc. She was the first non-alien to have a go. She would give it a positive review! Riga the small gal now in a small flying saucer. How about that? Now it was time for Opeth...

Riga Light Climb a flying story

 

Riga Light Climb

Riga had her ship nose up. It was climbing steeply through a white hazy cloudy sky with little for reference except the bright light up ahead. The light of God or creation or Gridfire. Nose straight up climbing fast and hard. Like fucking. How she liked it! She was strapped into her flight seat with a small yet strong harness. Her left hand pushed the control forward and she increased the power. Haze and cloud sped passed her open viewing window. The light brightened. She imagined her father was there. Up ahead through the hazy cloud in and past the light. That's where her dad was! Riga shook her head and cleared it, wiped away tears. She focused and thought. Not now but later. I will see you later father and deal with these emotions. For now I will focus and fly. Fly to the light. Up and up faster and faster. She was doing one hundred thousand miles per hour in an atmosphere of helium gas. It was above a huge planet that should of combusted and made nuclear fusion to be a sun. Yet for some reason it hadn't. It was a beautiful massive gas giant. The atmosphere was immense thousands of miles high. The light she was speeding to. What was it? Was it Heaven? She would soon find out. She had to shield her eyes it was so bright. She tinted the window so it was easier to see. Surely, she should be in orbit now? Escape velocity. This sky was huge thousands of miles thick or high. How wide was the planet? The diameter must be immense. She brought up the computer and numbers appeared on her display. The blue figures spoke of an immense planetary body. Riga shook her head. That was the biggest damn thing in the galaxy! Fucking Hell. Suddenly she was free of the clouds haze and into the light. It was so immense. Beyond words. Her speed ceased or seemed too. The read out still said over 100k miles per hour. It was like she was stationery. And it never felt like she was sat on her back in a spaceship that was going up vertically. She'd reached escape velocity and was in space. Yet this space was so bright. She killed the power and the speed rapidly dropped off. Soon it hovered at zero. She stabilized and levelled the ship. Unfastening her harness she left her seat and went over to the viewing window. There the small gal was looking out at a huge bright white light. It wasn't painful to look at. There was no focal point. It was everywhere. Not like looking at the sun. And then she saw a figure. She thought it was alien first but the size was wrong. It came closer. Riga remained by the window. It was one way. Nobody could watch here. She drew a breath and flinched. The humanoid came closer. Till it was metres away. No longer hidden by the white light. No, it cannot be! My father. Oh, my goodness. My father. How can that be possible?! You died. That was over a year ago. Then I was ill and left my boyfriend as my fucking world collapsed. Then the crazy witch gave me her spaceship. All of this is insanity. This all must be a dream. Tell me it's a dream father. Am I asleep? No Riga. You are very much awake. You are far from Earth. This place exists in a different reality. Here things are simply different. It's good to see you. Please don't be sad or cry. All things will be ok. You will see. Have faith. You are a Light Worker with an important job to do. Please don't ever stop believing. I will always be with you and have your back. I will spend some time with you. Then you must return to where you came from. Don't cry Riga. It's all right. Tried me on this. I may have died but I am always with you and your sister and your daughters. You need to see them. They miss you. When you go back go and see them. It's important. Listen Riga, I have something important to tell you. Please listen to me closely my child...

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Riga Eat

 

Riga Eat

Riga flew her disc over to Manila. She heard that certain street food was the best. Her flight from Quebec to Philippines took an hour. She kept within the atmosphere. Here she watched the clouds as she flew through them in the daylight zones. For the last twenty minutes it was dark. Below she saw black ocean and stars above. Countless stars. One day she would visit them. Ahead and below Manila was coming into view. Thousands of coloured brought lights. Also like stars. White yellow orange red green. Some were on tell tower blocks. Others on smaller buildings. On her viewing window was superimposed a set of white arrows. They were to navigate. She flew ahead and then diagonally right. Her speed was slow now. Riga was a thousand feet up. Above here she saw two jet airliners heading the for airport. She kept well clear. It was minutes to the eating place. She got changed into a green tennis top and red cycling shorts. Blue Nike trainers and a yellow cap finished her look. She hovered the now invisible ship over Araneta. By remote control she ported herself down behind the stadium. Nobody saw Riga float down from the sky and gently land on her feet. She was smart and knew when people weren't looking. She could've tried an invisibility spell but wasn't confident it would work. Still being a novice witch. Riga took a few moments to look about. There were many people here. It was a 24-hour city. People were in call centres and offices working. Riga walked down a side road and connected to a busy high street. There was a call centre nearby. Here were the food vendors. Nothing more than street carts or tables. One was a motorcycle with an oven on it for fresh pandesal bread. Riga went over to a guy selling hot peanuts. She knew it was bad for her high blood and heart but hey! She was Riga and took her meds and kept fit. She paid some pesos and was given two bags of hot roasted fresh peanuts. They were nice. The call centre agents were busy eating and chatting away. Some were on break others about to start their shift. Riga finished her nuts and went back to her ship. She clapped her hands. The laser powered on with an invisible beam. She was lifted up and into her ship. Two people saw her! Nobody would believe them. Riga sat in the seat and adjusted her controls and slowly flew over Manila. She kept above the buildings and avoided any planes. Then she became visible and increased speed. In seconds she was supersonic. The acceleration was vivid. When in orbit she left the seat and drank some ice water. It was great owning a flying saucer. Next time she would fly to Reykjavik and try some freshly caught toasted fish...

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