The stars shone down overhead as Vincent and Shelby crept through the void, their light, Shelby’s headlights and the green glow emanating from her hull the only light in the sky. They were far from Etelu, farther still from the Perfectorate. In fact, with every bridge they made between islands, Vincent was the farthest he’d … Continue reading Year 353 A.E., Rotation 223: The Ghost of a Kingdom →

The first thing Giana became aware of was the rumble of an engine. It was oddly comforting, a heartbeat that fell in time with hers. She strained to open her eyes, and when she finally wrenched the lids apart, she found herself staring at the infirmary aboard The Silver Falcon. She blinked, slowly, trying to … Continue reading Year 353 A.E., Rotation 66: An Old Widow Rambling →