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Berk was alone at the polar axis.Dannis’ port had completed and was no longer stuck there with him. Berk got down and huddled against the carrier’s carcas. It provided cover from the relentless, fervent winds. Now what?As much as he desperately wanted to abandon the thought, he couldn’t escape the knowledge that he needed to be the one to invoke the spell of inversion. It had to be cast in order to keep this colony from needing to be abando...
Berk was freezing. He felt like he was floundering in a subzero frostland. Their dropship couldn’t get any closer to the polar axis and had to set them down. Their transport carrier wasn't insulated. Since they started on it, he felt like his bones became solid sticks of ice. He knew there was enough thermal gaberdine lining in his suit to prevent death, but that didn’t keep him from feeling like all the warmth that existed had vanished. He was cold, bitterly cold.The colony got started ov...
Maxine Inoza wanted to be furiously incensed because she wasn’t being allowed to sleep. She had trouble being angry. She was just too tired. Sleep was against the rules. She wished her dad could afford a better ship. “Why did you let grandpa sleep and not me?”“I didn’t. And you couldn’t wake him up either. Don’t go pointing fingers.” Enoch, her father, was flying The Ebaneezer, a prehistoric freight hauler that constantly went off course. Every few minutes, the ship’s helm control would beep and he would have to...
What sin did the city of Phoenix commit to get punished like this? I didn’t think hell could be this hot. And what about this massive, tremendous yard? I’m pretty sure it's bigger than it needs to be. Is there a rule for that? Will my dad get fined if this colossal yard is too immense? If it wasn’t so ginormous it wouldn’t take me all day to water it. It takes forever to mow on those weeks when I gotta do that.Sprinklers are better. If only I could get me some sprinkler action right n...
Maxine Inoza hated drops. This lieutenant, and what was left of her platoon, was dropping onto Enoch’s 9th. She hated these four-man capsules, most of all. The Corps had already phased these out in favor of the much more reliable single-man units. Sadly, the Widow’s Peak, this derelict ship transporting them, only had these shitty four-man pieces of crap.The ship wouldn’t even be in standard orbit when dropping them. It would be doing a ‘run and gun’ drop. The Widow’s Peak would only be slowing dow...
I should thank the mysterious ‘Cargo Cult’ for giving this room an actual, bona fide purpose. For too long it’s been the den of my inequities—the place where it’s easier for me to just throw things in, rather than putting them away. Or getting rid of them altogether.When all those boxes were in this room, you couldn’t see how the walls aren’t even the same color. Maybe they did this on purpose, the opposite walls are the same beige. They’re different shades of beige, one more orange, the other more pink. Both beige, but ...
I can’t believe I made that decision. I could've, maybe should’ve, stayed in Phoenix, but I didn’t. I’m here, in Colorado, thousands of miles from home, hiking in the middle of the night on some dark highway with a ton of shitty owls that won’t shut up. I know I control my own destiny. Her breaking up with me, six months ago, was the reason I chose to leave. Her wanting me back <...
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