It didn’t kill ’em. Oh no. It just changed ’em.

Isaac turned to the other miners. They were younger, a bit rough around the edges to be sure and sharing stories of recent hauls and troubles they’d had breaking asteroids along the lonesome kuiper belt. It was late and the bar was nearly empty save them and the bartender Herval.   Isaac leaned over the … Continue reading It didn’t kill ’em. Oh no. It just changed ’em.

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All in White

Daryl approached the church’s crafts fair bound in the traditional novice whites.   A white trench coat, eggshell pants, a shoestring bag, and a full-brimmed hat to keep the sun out of his eyes.   He tittered on the street corner watching folks young and old meander from tent to tent, pointing and smiling.   … Continue reading All in White