Brin was tossed and jostled by the press of the panicked crowd. She could see the airlock at the end of the docking arm. The enormous tetra-redundant voidglass panels had been designed to give disembarking passengers an awe-inspiring view of the nebula while impressing upon them the prowess of the mighty Republic. But now it… Continue reading There’s No Need to Panic
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Cosmic Justice
It came down like snow. Like a blizzard, in fact, smearing the space between the cloud tops and the ground into a disorienting blur of whirling, blinding, chaotic particles. For a moment, just before descent, Ken became absorbed in the abstract motion and found it profoundly beautiful. Perhaps it was this tendency—to become transfixed by… Continue reading Cosmic Justice
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