The Rooted Ones (SF)

Supplementary Log: First Crew Rotation of the Incident Situation Report: After suffering from an as-of-yet unknown systems failure, the Trawlenmastre 33.752 has lost course and fallen into a gravity well. Though the inertial dampers came back online before we made impact with the orbital body in the gravity well, the resulting atmospheric pressure wave decimated Continue

Reborn Pt. 3 (SFF)

One bright morning a year later, she stood at parade rest with the rest of her training squadron in the great quadrangle of Brundt Palace. Warlord Marc had promised to review the troops. As on previous occasions, nobody expected him to actually show, but the commanders mustered the troops for the form of it anyhow. Continue

Reborn Pt 2 (SFF)

“Seriah, you’re awake!” Ren said from the foot of the unfamiliar bed that she lay in. “What? Who’s awake?” Daria croaked. She blinked and tried to clear her eyes of the crust that had gummed them shut. One eye opened at the expense of a few eyelashes. Ren’s golden eyes were reddened and swollen and Continue

Reborn Pt. 1 (SFF)

Warning: This story contains very mild spoilers for Ran Shaipur. This far under, the water was a green-black, malevolent presence. The pressure crushed her lungs as the currents tangled her legs. Water weeds and her own skirts conspired to drag her further under. She tipped her face toward the lighter surface of the pond and Continue

The Switch (SF)

Fafila suppressed the urge to flinch as her husband slammed his crystal wine glass against the tabletop. If she could keep her expression and body language calm, this latest tantrum might blow over with her person unscathed. “You’re supposed to be so brilliant, Fafila. How is it that someone as smart as you’re supposed to Continue

Maricella to the Rescue Pt. 2 (SF)

Previously:  “Didn’t you cross-train on at least basic navigation?” Clovis’s voice held a hint of skepticism and impatience. “I’m sixteen, ma’am. I’m not old enough yet to sit for starship navigation certification.” “Understood, Forthright.” The chill left Clovis’s voice. “We will match your position shortly and render aid.” When Abarca arrived, instead of going to Continue