31 Days of OtherSpace No. 7: Moving Target
Brody“I don’t think they’re coming back.” General Charles Avocet frowned as he looked toward the corporal who peered over the scorch-marked yellow boulder. “They’re coming back,” he countered. The corporal…
31 Days of OtherSpace No. 8: Bad News, Ill Received
The bright green energy bolt lanced out from the rifle’s muzzle, connecting with the big Hekayti smuggler’s broad, scarred blue chest. His mouth had fallen open and his eyes had…
31 Days of OtherSpace No. 9: Free Flight
She crouched in one of the uppermost branches of the sturdy gray-barked zomay trees, staring out over the misty green canopy of the surrounding jungle. It was the wilderness known…
31 Days of OtherSpace No. 10: Home
An icy wind blew glittering shards of frozen water up the ridge overlooking the ruins of B’hira City, plinking harmlessly off the chitinous black shell of the giant spider-like creature…