Something a little different, written as an exercise, now its own piece of flash fiction. Arachnophobes need not apply.
The ship dropped out of hyperspace on the edge of the Sylrene nebula. Sixteen hadn’t wanted to push it. He’d boasted to the crew heartily over dinner that it was undetectable by the Coalition blockade, but he hadn’t answered her when she’d asked if he had any proof of that. Two million kilometres away, theContinue reading “The Blockade”
He pulled himself to his feet in stages, taking breaks to hug his knees and give himself a whispered pep talk. He’d torn his shin and warm liquid pooled in his sock. He couldn’t see the far edge of the cavern, only a few glittering rocks far below. The pounding of the waterfall was likeContinue reading “Worm – Short Story Excerpt”
By the time she knew what she was looking at, it had almost slipped away from her. A glimmer of black on black, too small even to reflect a sensor ping. A needle in a haystack five thousand kilometres square. A lost cause. So he had told her. Her hands trembled as she pinched theContinue reading “Sleeping Dogs – Excerpt”