"Alexander Lazarevich - The Moon Dream" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lazarevich Alexander)

Even backthen, he saw the Moon in his dreams. Therehe was ,

opening thehatch, climbing down a short ladder in his cumbersome

spacesuit, to put his foot on the rocky surface. The rocks flooded

with adazzling Sun set against the inky blackness of sky. A land

ofsilent, dazzling, and dead beauty. The only relief for the eyes

being a small blue sickle of Earth in the black sky. And,

surroundedwith all this boundless lifeless Nature, there She was

- The Machine, The Ship, the material manifestation of human

thought, a particle that had absorbed all the achievements of many

millenniaof the Earth's civilization, a small fragment of Home,

thatcan shelter the cosmonaut from the abyss of Space...



The firsttime he experienced that feeling had been when he

was tryingout his glider - the vast emptiness of the sky might

have beenoverpowering, but he was inside the womb of his Machine

- andthat made him invincible. His life in those moments totally

depended on his Machine, and he loved her for that feeling of

Salvation thatShe gave him. He loved his Machines andthat love

wasan unending source of happiness to him. But in the moon dreams

everything waseven more vivid, even more delicious.The feeling

ofhappiness was hundreds, thousands of times more intense ...
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At firsthe himself did not believe that this dream could be

transformed into reality. The distance from a glider to a