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My plan for if I decided to do a sequel to Phobos and Deimos was to retell the story of Ibrahim’s journey back to Luna, with him reuniting with his mom and aunt as the midway point, and then moving forward with what everyone does next, but from his point of view. I even have a name picked out for this sequel. I don’t think I’m actually going to write that story. His story is a lot further outside anything I’ve ever done, and would be a lot harder to turn into 300 pages instead of 8. Also, I have other, new stories I want to tell. But let’s just say, I could be talked into writing that book if I sold an undisclosedly large amount of copies of Phobos and Deimos.
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Panel 1: Ibrahim, back on Luna in the present day, has a tear in his eye. Ibrahim: "I came as fast as I could."
Panel 2: Maida: "And now you're home."
Panel 3: Their mom sits next to Ibrahim on the floor where he's talking to Maida's hologram. Seated, they're about the same height. She puts her head on his shoulder. Ibrahim: "Home. Well. I guess if I've learned anything, it's that home is wherever your people are."
Panel 4: Ibrahim: "Luna doesn't feel much like home, but neither did Nuna."
Panel 5: Ibrahim: "It can be so lonely out there. Even though you're never alone. And it's hard."
Panel 6: Narrator: "Run out of dry ice to feed the factory, and you don't eat. Run down your fusion engines, and you freeze. Ship breaks down and no one else can reach you, you just drift until you die." Ibrahim is in his ship as it travels through empty space with the solar sails unfurled and angled for tacking. Another ship in his little fleet is in the distance.
Panel 7: Ibrahim: "There's a lot of outsiders who would jump at the chance to be here on the inside, well-fed, warm, and weighed down by gravity."
Panel 2: Maida: "And now you're home."
Panel 3: Their mom sits next to Ibrahim on the floor where he's talking to Maida's hologram. Seated, they're about the same height. She puts her head on his shoulder. Ibrahim: "Home. Well. I guess if I've learned anything, it's that home is wherever your people are."
Panel 4: Ibrahim: "Luna doesn't feel much like home, but neither did Nuna."
Panel 5: Ibrahim: "It can be so lonely out there. Even though you're never alone. And it's hard."
Panel 6: Narrator: "Run out of dry ice to feed the factory, and you don't eat. Run down your fusion engines, and you freeze. Ship breaks down and no one else can reach you, you just drift until you die." Ibrahim is in his ship as it travels through empty space with the solar sails unfurled and angled for tacking. Another ship in his little fleet is in the distance.
Panel 7: Ibrahim: "There's a lot of outsiders who would jump at the chance to be here on the inside, well-fed, warm, and weighed down by gravity."
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