• 18-Lalslan

    Silver light washed the mountains, paled them and glimmed with cosmic metal. Stars beyond twinkled across the blue-to-black night sky while the white sands of the mountain where he stood were lit garish white-blue-purple. Songs flowed through his head, half-remembered and almost heard. Old nolstalgic dance music from a youth spent in clubs and warehouse …

  • 16-Lalslan

    Lalslan prepared for his shuttle. He was beyond ready; he’d been waiting for days in the quarrantine facility. Its tiny metal halls, racks of supplies, potted plants, robotic attendants, racks of cyrogenic tanks holding surplus bodies- he knew every inch of it by now, and it was driving him absolutely out of his mind. He’d …

  • Tale of diUmbria, Chapter 2

        Weeks later, Captain diUmbria sat in a tavern in Ragusa, his charts laid out on the table before him. A meal of rum and boullabaisse sat half gone to one side, and a squat lantern cast softly flickering illumination. For a long while he had sat there, resting his bones. His bones were weary …

  • Tale of diUmbria, Chapter 1

    Their captain was known as diUmbria, it wasn’t his name, but he was from Assisi. He had come down from the ancient hilltop town to the coast and bought himself a ship. Now he plied the Adriatic and beyond, hawking wares in every port from Venice to Ragusa, Zadar to Naples. Now he was fairly …