Seamless

As a photographer (in name, at least, if not reputation), he was inherently enamored with light. To be wholly submersed in it. In broad washes, yes, and focused rays. To have it on your whiskered face? In its varied intensities? The way it...

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3.3 - Now and Again

On the scorched, abandoned planet in Redwing's shadow, beneath the sandy, wind-whipped surface, Arctic's away team found themselves in the dark. Literally and figuratively. In a dark and dusty echo-laden room of stone and metal and artifacts they...

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Pink Rising Sun

"Bloody kangaroos," Field muttered, squinting heavily. The pink sun was rising. Turning into an orange-red sun. Or some hotter color. He couldn't entirely tell, because to look at it ... would be to lose your eyes. To burn them dry. To blind them. "Why...

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Like Paper Lanterns

Her paw, her winged arm ... stroked the off-white fur of his chest (the rest of the mouse being a burned honey-tan ... save for the pale-pinks of his tail and nose and ears). "Darling ... " Her voice was at a whisper. "Mm?" So, so quiet was the...

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Dark Retreating Hush

Ketchy sighed. Eating ice cream with a fork. In the mess hall. Using a fork because the ice cream was frozen pretty hard, and ... she'd bent two spoons before throwing the second spoon at the wall (out of frustration). It had clattered and drawn...

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The Ivory Ice

"You're of the snow?" Assumpta tilted her head. Squinted her feline eyes, which were golden. Which seemed to visibly purr. "Yes." "You're a predator," said the snow rabbit. Stating it as fact. His fur white and soft. The same color as the...

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These Flaring Embers

Spark! Adelaide squeaked ... turning her head as the sparks flew. As the smoke stung. She rolled out of her chair, hitting the floor. Keeping low. But the floor was shaking. The whole ship was quaking. The pule of the laser turrets. Steady....

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Every Hour Here

"Shuttle-pod One, you're clear for launch ... wish I were going with you," said the voice over the comm. Sounding a bit hollow, as comm voices always did. But there was something else there. Something frailer. Ketchy, since her night on Pelios Station,...

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Between Dreamed Flights

The Luminous slid slowly through space, at impulse speed. Between missions, between flights from here to there ... it was docked with a larger, darker-colored ship. A fellow ship of the fleet. A predator ship ... here for an inspection. Here for...

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And Hiding Away

Field turned his head this way ... that way. Slowly. Before swallowing. The mouse didn't normally drink in public. In fact, he never did. He would only drink in private, and at night. But ... "Gives you a buzz, huh?" Ketchy asked, smiling. Halfway...

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Under Electric Moon

Luminous slid smoothly through its orbit. Above this world with purple seas. Lavender, orchid-colored seas. And skies to match. The ship, a week out of dry-dock, was sleeker in the front. Stouter toward the back. The front reaching a blunted point,...

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The Green Hour

"This is a nice ship." "Well, she should be," said Field, defensively. "Did you expect otherwise?" "No," answered Wren, the squirrel. The captain of this new ship. The Luminous. He stepped gingerly onto the bridge, moving slowly (as if...

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