The Farthest Reaches of Space_Immunity_The Cadet from Saturn’s Rings_The Goddesses of the Moon
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The Farthest Reaches of Space
“Who would believe that I, the great Lish Ryn, would be brought to my knees by the little Nadyr?” Telen Fogg, the tall android sighed. “Lish. How many times have you said that exact same thing? Look. So what if Nadyr got the Zarkot first? My friend,” Telen smiled, “this can only be good. We can easily steal the Zarkot back from him. It’s most likely in his ship, the Angyl, and it probably isn’t even protected.” Lish spun her pilot’s chair away from the cockpit’s window and faced Telen. Her long, golden hair framed her face. With the combination of her hair and bright green eyes, she stood ou...
Immunity
As I stare across at a peaceful blue sky and watch the birds whiz through the air with a sense of wonder, the wind caresses my face like a long lost lover. Not a single care left, I close my eyes, lean back, and fall from the rooftop to my death. Then, something strange happens. Unexpected. It seems the laws of nature have taken a break. My preordained demise is seemingly postponed, for I have stopped mid-descent. I release my eyelids to see the reason for this development: a dark man with panicked eyes and arm muscles rippling in full display holding me up by my shirt collar.A battalion of em...
The Cadet from Saturn’s Rings
The thing about space is that you are always in the belly of it. Making a wrong turn can lead you to the bowels. It’s worse than taking the wrong exit off the 99 in downtown Seattle. Earth is set to be demolished today. I am from earth originally but now I live as a student on Saturn’s Rings. I’m studying to be a space pilot, exploring new lands, reaching out to other galaxies, expanding the collective knowledge of the universe. But today I wanted to take a break from exploring and return home. For the last time. “I think we were supposed to turn back there, it doesn’t look like there is an...
The Goddesses of the Moon
The annual election left me hiding in my mother's basement for 48 hours. Not that I was very social, to begin with, but out of fear of being the one chosen, I didn't dare go above ground. The government elected one person, age 12 to 50, to travel to the moon and join the colony. There was limited contact with the human colony on the moon already, all I knew was that it was "safe" and "comfortable living". But then again, it was the government's word.I could already tell something was off this year. It was my sixteenth birthday, making me eligible for the election, and the vibes starting t...