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A Land Where All Things Always Seemed The Same, Chapter Two
It seemed at first a quiet sort of place to Mini-Flash Juniper as she clanked down the iron exterior stairwell. A winding path led her by a play-park, devoid of children in the deepening dusk, and presently the reception office now dim and somnolent following its busy day. In pleasant surprise at how little her enemies’ very den had thrown at her thus far, Juniper dipped with the lane into a tunnel which ran underneath the road by which she and Flashsatsumas had arrived, to step out again into the lights and landscape of the body of the camp.
By Doc Sherwood3 days ago in Chapters
A Land Where All Things Always Seemed The Same, Chapter One
They’d reached the part of the journey when you knew it wasn’t far now. The sea for some time had been a dark band spanning the near horizon, and on either side of Flashsatsumas and Mini-Flash Juniper wild grass verge was spilling not earth but rich golden sand, its stray grains crunchy underfoot. The land around lay flat as the road, baking in the height of summer.
By Doc Sherwood3 days ago in Chapters
Fun For Flashsatsumas, Chapter One
Flashsatsumas had had nothing planned for his day off but sightseeing, at an old chunk of Space-Screamer war-moon which had outlasted its creator. One of those steel walkway and glass dome sort of places, popular with tourists. He’d checked in, clipped his pink day-pass to the rubber hemline of his containment-suit, and commenced.
By Doc Sherwoodabout a month ago in Chapters
Immortal Hate, Chapter Two
On the music swung and swayed, and overhead the clouds inched further from their dying blaze to dark. Few would have imagined destiny was ever played out on such a stage as this, yet Petunia’s bleary audience biding the final bars of her set knew no more in truth than those who had opted to face the day with rioting and violence. Here was where that of which one girl sang was slipping away note by note, as shadow and tone and gradation of light shifted all but imperceptibly about the other girl on the corner. Sometimes with no greater outward show than this did entire chapters of a galaxy’s eons-long span bid goodbye.
By Doc Sherwoodabout a month ago in Chapters
Immortal Hate, Chapter One
It was the time-interval when a space-conurbation’s artificial sky stained everything beneath with its luridness. After the moisture-purge, the last of the atmospheric condensation roiled overhead in vast formations of mustard and sulphur. By now it was too late in the diurnal round to think of regaining simulated day. Elongated polygons of light were already spilling from shopfronts and windows, etching their pattern on streets darkening and damp. At the far end of one, a small nightclub stood.
By Doc Sherwoodabout a month ago in Chapters
4-H-N Fireworks, Chapter One
From an archway across the busy street by the shuttle-port 4-H-N looked in dismay. Stripped to her knickers, barefooted on concrete, she was still reeling from the Ritual of Demand and her subsequent expulsion from Flash Club Headquarters. It had been worse than she’d imagined, and the Drenthis feeling shuddered within her. Staying out of sight in the alleys and shadows had kept it from intensifying any further, at least. Half the galaxy was aflame, and the conurbation reminded 4-H-N of afternoons on Earth when bad news had broken. The passersby may not have been human beings, but all were distracted and afraid. Keyed to the sudden eruption of violence they expected any second, a half-naked hiding girl hadn’t crossed their minds, and consequently most of them didn’t register her on sight. That had ironically been the one point in 4-H-N’s favour as she made her way, creeping under walls, one arm thrown over her torso.
By Doc Sherwood2 months ago in Chapters
