Pieces

Motes danced in the morning's first sweltering rays. Hektor savoured two plain, poached eggs, resolving to take some home one day. His mind's eye showed his home's rituals, worlds away, mrul-filled bowls steaming. He smelled its comforting decadence. Soon. Outside, planting seedlings, Hektor trained his mind toward his Earthen students, out too, exploring, growing. He... Continue Reading →

Swift Passage

The alien planet hung like a pool of blue. Their only stop on a one-way journey. Their vessel's final dregs of energy concealed them in orbit while their shuttle fell into the alien atmosphere. The violent entry rattled the shuttle, pilot and crew breathed deep lungfuls, fighting to clear their minds, to imagine a paradise... Continue Reading →

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