The ground, rusted, filled with metal chunks, cracked and crumbled as I planted both of my feet, barely keeping the bones of my legs in single pieces. Muscles unraveled and my breath kept leaving my lungs dry and heaved from exhaustion. The ship engaged its side guns and mortars. I flew close and ripped pieces …
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The Perfect Girl from Earth
I didn't have a clue what I was doing. Or where I was going. I guess, nobody really did. It wasn't like we all knew for sure, without any doubt that we were going to be something in the future. We want a lot of things, all the time. No matter the century, no matter …
Tabula Rasa
My time alone became less and less about the loneliness. At first, I thought it would be the perfect venue to vent any frustrations or to, you know, just yell without feeling subconscious about others hearing me. Floating in space gave me that control within control thing I've been looking for. Drifting in space allowed …
