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Treasures, Chapter One
“Wodding,” said Neetra over breakfast. “Do you happen to have any idea what this is?” Outside her hotel room window that morning had been cozily abutting hive-fronts, and below them a quaint county-seat cobbled lane. It was the first thing Neetra had checked after getting up. Now over the table she handed Wodding a crude drawing of what tramped about by night when that wasn’t so.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
Plastic with Die-Cast Parts, Chapter Three
Now those were silk sheets. Bearing in mind what Wodding and his people were, Neetra guessed they made them themselves. You could really feel the difference. Never mind complimentary action figures, was she going to be able to swing a free set of these? She wasn’t quite sure it was right to ask though because her bed in Nottingham was so big.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
Plastic With Die-Cast Parts, Chapter Two
The grand old hives at the top of Flaban made Neetra think of tall townhouses, so steeply did they taper to the shape of gable-ends. Overhanging compartments resembling bow-windows all but touched one another over the narrow alleyways between, whose chitinous surfaces took on in Neetra’s eyes the texture of cobblestones. She didn’t know whether certain kinds of long-settled communities were the same the universe over, or whether she was reading things through her own Earthen lens, but the whole place made her say Dumas. Even if it was a bit of a stretch to picture maggoty musketeers crossing swords in those streets.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
The Girls From Space, Chapter Ten
Many tales were told of the aftermath to that great battle on Limb Four. Most began with Mini-Flash Meek, and how before the eyes of those still standing she had lifted out of Harbin’s sphere and vanished, as her Special Program sisters from some faraway place restored her freedom like Earth-girls tossing an unwanted goldfish back into the stream. Where exactly Mini-Flash Meek ended up was more than anyone knew, but as she had fled The Flash Club and chosen not to join either 4-H-N or Joe, this solution was presumably the one she was happiest with.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
The Girls From Space, Chapter Eight
Auntie Green had witnessed something like this before. At the Arch of Titus however, colour and light had moved as if they were alive. Here the blue lay heavy atop the pink like liquids of different density, stars swollen when seen through this veil, and all deepening to blood-red where three pairs of poised rooted feet surrounded a fourth on the gravel.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
The Girls From Space, Chapter Seven
Storm-Sky proved the better man. That was no small achievement for any warrior of any galaxy when their trial of skill and strength and speed involved Harbin, The Foretold One. Even three altercations down and a long way from maximum black-hole charge, he was a force to be reckoned with. The Flash Club commander however was more than his equal as he caught up Mini-Flash Meek’s rolling prison in both arms, ahead by at least a span of Harbin’s being able to do the same, and vaulted with her from the vertical racecourse.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
The Girls From Space, Chapter Six
Mini-Flash Meek reached the end and began again, though all that reached her scattered saviours through the transparent wall encasing her was as weird and unintelligible as before. Harbin advanced, but halted as rich purple robes and a fleeting crop-circle mandala of moon-dust interposed themselves between.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
