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The Last Gateway
Kria lay sprawled on the ground where the last portal spit her up, indigo eyes screwed shut in agony. She let a scream escape her throat as her muscles reattached, her bones reconnected, and her skin knit back together. She sat up, gasping from the intense pain. Tingling replaced the screaming of her nerve endings, and she hugged herself tightly. The only comfort she would find here.
By Brianna Burnings6 years ago in Futurism
The Pelican
“Get up lad!” Joshua stirred from a restless slumber and lifted the corner of the little black notebook he’d bolstered with his crooked nose like an old cruck house. As he did, the relentless midday sun breached in slivers around a loose gunport. It glimmered, twisted and caroused its way through the ropes and cannon and bounded to the back of Joshua's one exposed eye.
By Fred Bickle6 years ago in Futurism
BOOK 0: FIELDS OF FIRE Chapter xvi
The Stellar Council Confederacy of Planets called an emergency session while the Thuringi Armada still orbited Gali. King Lycasis Phillipi journeyed with a compliment of his Naradi Famede guards on the battleship Seetak to the space station headquarters of the Council. The Armada was in Crown Prince Stuart’s capable hands, and under Warrior Prince Darien’s protection directives. There was no official notice as to the subject of the meeting, but it was fair to reason it would concern the plight of the Thuringi.
By Jay Michael Jones6 years ago in Futurism
BOOK 0: FIELDS OF FIRE Chapter XV
The presiding ruler of Gali welcomed the Thuringi with a robust and hearty cheer. It was believed that the Gali counted Thelans among their ancestry, and it certainly seemed so to Stuart. Ebullient and quick, Governor Windom Madig was eager to speak to the Thuringi, and flew out to the Armada to meet them.
By Jay Michael Jones6 years ago in Futurism
BOOK 0: FIELDS OF FIRE Chapter xiv
One day, the Insa sent out an excited message to the king and in no time, word passed around the rest of the Armada. The bran section among the hydroponic crops matured into a bumper crop and harvest time was at hand. The Freen also announced the sea life proliferated to the point that the excess of protein-rich pantele was ready for netting and consumption. The Thuringi would be self-sufficient again, and the severe rationing and constant servings of friaks would ease. It was the best of news, news that made Lycasis say a deep, heartfelt prayer of thanksgiving on Remembrance Day.
By Jay Michael Jones6 years ago in Futurism
The Dragon Master's Son 4 & 5
Chapter 4 It was almost exactly as John had imagined a cell. Three sides were plain stone wall and one side was a grill of steel. He had also imagined a small, grated window, but no window was there. John was alone in his cell, in the dark. The guard had taken the solitary torch away with him. Not that John needed it. An owl charm meant he could see perfectly well, even in this poor light.
By Niall James Bradley6 years ago in Futurism
The Dragon Master's Son 3
Chapter 3 John stood in the stone bowels of the castle. The room was large with an extremely high ceiling. Somewhere, way up in the murky rafters, he could make out birds flying. The lack of even a single window made it necessary for a fire, even now in the middle of summer, for light. The stone walls leached heat from the room. Even with the fire, which filled the enormous hearth, John found his teeth were chattering.
By Niall James Bradley6 years ago in Futurism
Antipodal Anchors
Case Study - Chuck (Wellington, New Zealand) and Martina (Alaejos, Spain) Chuck and Martina were both born on the Equinox, Chuck in the light of day and Martina in the dark of night. They are thirty-six years old and happy with their lives.
By Christina Blanchette6 years ago in Futurism
BOOK 0: FIELDS OF FIRE Chapter xiii
D’tai was a world of manufacturers and tradesmen, their busy crowded cities with their bustling commerce far removed from the relaxed atmosphere Thuringa once enjoyed. This was a world run on currency and its gleaming buildings were stacked like gigantic round coins or glass-enclosed rectangular promissory notes. The people of D’tai were dark-haired and prone to gain weight as they aged and prospered. They admired their yellow-eyed neighbors and had always enjoyed close fellowship despite the differences in cultures. They did not embrace each other’s cultural philosophy, but they did respect it.
By Jay Michael Jones6 years ago in Futurism
BOOK 0: FIELDS OF FIRE Chapter xii
Gareth was not surprised when he was called to the Royal Chambers that evening. He was sure to be upbraided for his actions of late. After all, who was he to presume where the princess was concerned? Indeed, who was he to fight for or to court anyone? Cantina gossip or no, he noticed no woman looked his way lately, unless it was in speculation over his and Carrol's relationship.
By Jay Michael Jones6 years ago in Futurism
