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The Alien and the Jeweler
Illana shrieked, but she had the presence of mind to run to the outdoor shed and grab her metal rake. It was the kind with heavy iron teeth that made it almost useless for leaf-removal because the leaves got caught in the tines. She raised it above her head, fueled by adrenaline, and prepared to bring all its force to bear on whatever wobbled inside the metal lozenge.
Riley’s Game
Under a milky white sky, countless blue-green fronds reached up from marshy soil, their tall tops swaying in the humid breeze, shuddering and twitching toward the low clouds like fingertips that beckoned noiselessly, “Come hither.”
The War Goes On
Kael wondered why cracking the cube didn’t make him more happy. It had only cost a few good men. There’d be more bloodshed, but that was alright. A good war was better than a bad peace. God knew he’d probably be following the others soon enough. But there was one question he’d never really asked himself: What did victory look like?
Piper
For once, it worried Francis that he could not hear the machines’ harsh heckling, nor feel the heavy tread of the battle rig that sent its own tremors through the ground as it strode. He began pacing the room; a habit of his. He knew he should stand still. His left knee was bad, and he’d pushed it too far today, down in the caves. If the rig were coming back, he’d feel its heavy tread through the floor.
Utopia Minus One
He nodded. “Yes. Continue your walk. Get familiar with the place. Let me know if you encounter any friction.”
I chewed my lip, wondering what that could mean.
“How will I find you?” I asked instead.
He smiled. “Oh, you won’t need to. I’ll be watching.”