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Winds of Merced

Lia pirouetted effortlessly above the wave tops. “You will yield.” she sang, and deep beneath her feet magma raced towards Merced’s surface.  “I will not.” whispered Merced, and the earth shook. Action and reaction, parry and thrust, the two remained… Read More »Winds of Merced

Fall Guy

Now on a spacewalk, when somethin’ don’t happen what’s s’posed to happen, it ain’t never good. Like when I cycle the airlock hatch. And it don’t open. Did Rickard—no. No way. Unless … “Rickard? Mate? Now before you go doin’… Read More »Fall Guy