No rest for the WickedAucold LC-Y b48-0, situated in the Shallows of the Orion Spur, is as desolate, dark place of no import as you could possibly hope to find. It was here that exhaustion finally overcame "Caffeine" Low as the drain from the monotonous cycle...
Evac Procedures (part1)Taran Glick hugged his son close and silently cursed a litany of blame. He cursed the Thargoids, the Empire, the Federation, the Alliance, the corporations and most of all himself. After his wife died in a flash outbreak, he’d taken their son and...
New FriendsThe hollow orange icon continued to close with the outpost. It was still thousands of light seconds out, but a decision had to be made. Imperial Tariff Agent Tricia Sanchez rubbed her eyes with her palms and swore at the flight control radar screen. ...
