They were scaled and occluded by whatever long-dry liquid they’d once held, and a film of clotted filth ringed their bases. That path opened two ways at the end: a room, and another corridor. I picked the room. Eli had fiddled with the ship’s day/night cycle and brought the light...
Out there let my friends fight, let the sun shine and the world fall aside, because in here, staring into the devil’s left eye, this is where I purify. Tuesday’s one of those random spring days when everyone sort of wakes up blinking and remembers what sunshine feels like. Kids ...
For Father’s Day this year, she sent us the information and credits to print a high-resolution model of the Potomac in ebony plasteel. “She might as well have sent us a picture of her coffin,” my wife said, when she found the words to say anything at all. It is a beautiful mod...