31 Days of OtherSpace No. 14: The Zealot’s Gift
“I apologize, but the answer remains an unqualified no.” The dark-robed Opodian peered up over his blunt furred snout at the pudgy human who stood before the gilded entrance of…
“I apologize, but the answer remains an unqualified no.” The dark-robed Opodian peered up over his blunt furred snout at the pudgy human who stood before the gilded entrance of…
Ask Outversers what they miss most about their old stomping grounds in the home universe. A lot of them are going to wring their hands and whine about loved ones…
The weary Konterbeid closed the file for the last Emergent processed into the Starkal Cliffs rehabilitation complex in the icy north of Hekayt Prime’s main continent. Thousands of new residents,…
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…