Little Space Language Novels & Stories

Axel rex laughed at my harmless joke and it made me feel like I was on cloud nine. I couldn't help but smile back, a little, just not too much to freak him out "I am not bound to any language or tribe," he continued, his gaze drifting for a moment. "I just have a preference for Russian. I know over forty languages. Thirty-six of them I can write, speak, and understand. The other four, I can only understand."

Still holding eye contact with Frederico, he said, "Tiny flower." "Motherfucker," Frederico said under his breath. Beth directed a frown at Frederico, then turned to Brandon and rose a brow. "What?" "Flor minúscula. It means 'tiny flower'." Beth gasped. She spun around to face Frederico and narrowed her eyes. "'Tiny'? You have been calling me 'tiny' all this while? Isn't that being sexist? Calling me tiny because i'm a female? I'm tall! Tiny where?! Tiny people don't..." Frederico's eyes trailed up to shoot Brandon a deadly glare.

“When you first woke up. It didn’t sound like English. Or anything I’ve heard before.” I stared at her. “I did?” She nodded. Zane added, “It sounded… celestial.” “What?” I asked, confused. “You know,” Lila said. “The ancient language. The one that’s said to come from the gods or the stars or something. That only a few people can speak anymore.” “I don’t speak celestial,” I said quickly. “I’ve never even tried. I don’t even know what it sounds like.” “You do now,” Lila said, trying to smile but scared. “Maybe the Moon Goddess did something to you?”

I could see admiration in their eyes—but I knew better. “Guys, you have to understand—I’m just average in my country. My friends did the same things—or danced other types of dances, or played other music instruments, or did sports. It’s common. Most people speak four languages. Some even five or six. If you like learning, you just do it.” “What languages do you speak?” Lucas asked. “Not much just my mother tongue, English, German, and Russian,” I replied. Fay’s eyes widened. Lucas nodded, impressed.

“What are you little kids doing here?” They were suddenly whispering into each other which made her chuckle softly. Their mommas might have taught them never to talk to strangers. “Play. Marbles.” One of the five kids told her. “We play!” And they made the little action. “You want to play?” Osoda’s first language is not English so many kids struggle to communicate. Of course, Stella understands. Learning a new language is hard. It’s the same both ways. “Yes, sure!” she giggles. The little kids too laughed with her and then they started telling her the rules.

They didn’t know what the small creature was talking about, but it was sure being noisy. “Hey! Who are you guys?! State your business!! Are you friends with the red water gang?!” the small creature asked them intimidatingly, narrowing its pupil into slits and barring its small white fangs. Again, they didn’t know what the little creature was saying due to language barrier, but it was sure being noisy.

She is sneaking towards the stairs when one of them speaks loudly, "We know you're there, you've been following us for a while now, why don't you come down now?" hearing this language for the first time she notes how it was similar in some way to English, the language spoken on Earth, but was completely alien, she recognizes it as Neo Van'xi, the universal language in Hyperion space. So much for the element of surprise, she thinks, sighing inwardly, there is no point in sneaking around anymore. She proceeded down the stairs to the large living room where the three of them are sitting around a sofa, looking up at her, expectantly.

Just teach me whatever you know. Nicole however sneered back at her. "These two languages are just the basics, and I know the both of them, alongside a few more niche coding languages. If you don't know the difference, come and ask me again once you've gone through some idiot's guide or something." After she had said her piece, Nicole returned to her seat, unwilling to deal with Snow any longer. However, those words were enough to shock the others. Aside from knowing the two main programming languages in the country, she even knew a few other coding languages that are not as common as well! That's really amazing!'

None of them were completely right, while some weren't completely wrong. Kiema growled. "Shattered is going to be the closest term. But even that's not really correct," I said. I hated being imprecise with my language. There were so many words available in our language and out of habit and laziness, we limited ourselves to a few hundred of them. "Explain. In great, but easy to understand, detail." Kiema uncrossed her arms. Glared at me. Crossed her arms again. Her gaze was trailing over my body like she couldn't quite figure out what she wanted to look at.

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