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Cyrano Page wasn’t sure he could do it. In fact, he was almost certain that he couldn’t. The sublight engines of the stubby Telsat Industries one-man scout ship thrummed through the bulkheads as the Seraphim waited on the verge of the multiverse for the command that would send the ship hurtling toward rift drive velocity. One lever…
Every once in a while, David Ransom Porter thought he could remember what it was like to be human. He missed it. In another life, Porter had been a soldier and, in time, commander of his own Vanguard military starship. Now, he dwelled among the cloistered Kamir on the dusty gray world of Nocturn, gateway…
They stood on a cliff overlooking a serene grassy valley under a greenish-blue sky, two ringed gas giants hanging low above the southern horizon. Jenna turned to the settlement agent, a Llivori named Padas Femko, and gave him a small smile before saying, “It’s pretty, but how are the schools?” The agent scratched the side…
“We can make it,” growled the Lotorian pilot as he clenched his teeth, using the nav controls to juke and weave the freighter through the tumbling rocks on the edge of disaster in Rigor Strand. His companion and partner, a Llivori with a dark leather patch over his right eye, shook his snout and grumbled….
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