Jacob crouched in the cattails, working on his patience. It was hot as hell, even as the sun went down. Jacob wanted to wet his dry lips on the water, …
Bear #178
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View PostGood to Go
After spending nearly thirty years managing the construction of the world’s first space elevator, I was determined to participate in the inaugural ascent from the floating platform off Kourou. Still …
Intervention
View PostDark Moon
“Do you see it?” hissed Gramps, bony fingers digging into my shoulder. “See what?” I said, trying to shrug him off. “The moon, boy! The moon!” I rolled my eyes. …
Arkushanangarushashutu
View PostAn Oasis of Amends
You should have seen this, Rowan. From the observation platform on the converted oil rig, I watch the giant conveyor lift the chunks out of the Atlantic Ocean, see them …
