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- The Cambridge’s Final Voyage
Kinn System “She’s nearly ready to be scuttled, sir,” First Officer Reddy says with a salute. Looking out of the bridge’s forward viewing area, Captain Mali can’t help but sigh. Floating haplessly through space ahead of them is the Cambridge, an old frigate that had seen more action than most, but it hadn’t seen nearly enough to earn its salvation. The ship had fought alongside Mali and his ship, the Adelaide in the Corva Uprising. Now the ship was about to join the countless others that had been intentionally crashed into one of the planets in the Kinn system, where - Smuggler’s Route
*Author Note: This is a prequel/supplemental story that feeds into The Invasion of Allegra and the series The Battle for Allegra* Thessalonia, Allegra 22 June, 2284 “I’m telling you, Pete, this is a horrible idea,” Ransom Williams mutters forebodingly. Looking over at his first mate, Peter Petrova can’t help but chuckle. Ransom had always been far too cautious and doubting to make it as a smuggler on his own, which is why he and Peter partnered up a few years back. Ever since then, they had always been several steps ahead of any local, regional, or any other level of - Distant Prospects
Jutland Mountain, Gade-Grand I get a whole planet to more or less myself and I still can’t find anything, Soren Grand thinks to himself with a soft chuckle. Shaking his head, he looks down at the old gold pan in his hands. The pan, like a lot of the things that Soren owned, came from those who came before him. His boots came from his father. His grandfather was the one who first wore his watch. The gold pan? That came from some great grandfather back quite a few generations. It is one of the steel pans that were used - A Bootleg Christmas
*Author Note: This is a prequel/Christmas Short Story to the story: The Invasion of Allegra which is in Kindle Vella* Watchtower XXIV, Deep Space 25 December, 2283 – 00.04 “Fahy!” Vansen whispers through the door that she had just barely cracked open. Yawning, Fahy rolls onto his side and looks at the light that is streaming in through the crack from the bright hallway outside of his cabin. Rubbing his eyes, he asks, “Yeah?” “Can we come in?” Vansen requests, “It’s just Boris, Fagan, and I.” Nodding slowly, Fahy thinks about what Vansen was asking. A few beats pass and - The New Falklands Breeze
New Falkland Islands, Islas de Ligera Santiago Pueblo wrinkles his nose trying to dissuade what his tired mind thinks is some unseen fly from landing. He continues doing so for several moments before he finally opens his eyes to see what is going on. As he does so, he realizes that a stray blade of grass had been picked up in the early morning breeze and had been fluttering in his face. Shaking his head, Santiago chuckles and he looks out over the ocean that is spread out before him like a vast holiday meal. It was all his for - The World Beneath
The Black Forest, Allegra “Listen, Horton, I don’t have all day,” Hreve snaps as he scowls at his companion. Horton had been stammering through the same complaint for the past three minutes and wasn’t showing any sign of finishing. Horton huffs before he weakly says, “Well, I’m just saying that we shouldn’t wander all the way back here alone!” Hreve ignores Horton and he continues deeper into the cave system that they had claimed as their apocalypse bunker upon the news of the alien invasion. Hreve didn’t know if the claims of the alien invasion were true or not, but - The Pillars
Three Years Prior to The Battle for Allegra, San Sebastian Copper Mine, Raudona Akiratis “What are we looking at, Greer?” Francis Reedsburg asks one of his workmen who is currently chipping away at an odd protrusion in the stone face. Joseph Greer looks up and shrugs, “Looks like some sort of… tower. I don’t know, boss, it’s weird.” Chuckling, Reedsburg shakes his head, “It doesn’t look like much of a tower, old man.” The elderly man shrugs once more and he resumes his chipping away at the surface. Turning away from Greer, Reedsburg looks at the rest of his - Voices from the Past
Taking a deep breath, Larkspur Bei Kynaston stepped through the portal. A flash of momentary cold accompanied the bright light before she found herself in the past, back on Earth. She found herself in the middle of a half-full parking lot, a hot sun shining down from a deep blue sky. Due to the lack of screams, it was hoped no one had seen Lark appear out of thin air. Spinning in a slow circle, Lark took in her surroundings. A busy street with noisy cars next to the parking lot in front of her. A small strip mall filled - Kissing Grass
One Unmapped Planet Coughing up what feels like a lung, Karl Sneddon heaves for all he is worth. Gasping for air, he momentarily wonders if this is truly how things were going to end for him. Seemingly despite all the odds, Karl finally catches his breath and he rolls onto his back. Above him, the night sky is awash with color. The stars’ white pinpricks on the navy background are only accentuated by the splashes of gold and red from the space-bound clouds of dust left by some abandoned mining operation years ago. Squinting, Karl can just make out the - A Father’s Blessing: An Inheritance of Blood
One Creve Coeur, Giselle “Dad, I’m here now,” Markus chokes as he tries his best to hold back the tears. Markus knew that he couldn’t keep the tears from flowing, however, the effort was as doomed as an ancient levies’ effort to keep back a rising tide. “Come closer, son,” Markus’s father, Grayson Killian, weakly beckons as he reaches outward with a shaky hand. Grayson’s hand waves around randomly as he blindly searches for Markus’s. At one point, Grayson Killian had been the most feared bounty hunter in Coalition space. His most famous quarries included a handful of rebel Fulcrum - A Man Travels Light When He Has Nothing Left
One Gage Homestead, Markham “I always knew that Tuesdays weren’t my day,” Howard Gage tells himself with a chuckle. Looking afar off, he slowly counts a few of the stars near the horizon. There was such an otherworldly majesty to those pinpricks of light that always made Howard feel small—but in a good way. Shaking his head, Howard leans against the flimsy rail on his worn-out porch. Years ago, the porch had been beautiful, and the rail held firm. That was back when his grandfather—the man who started the homestead—had built it. That was the only thing that Howard’s grandfather - Ellendawn: The City of Lights
One Ellendawn, Gad “To think that they used to say that we were the weird ones,” Aleph laughs as he and his brother look out to the city that they grew up in. Stretched out in front of them is the city of Ellendawn, a city better known as ‘the City of Lights.’ According to the stories, the town first got its name from the breathtaking sunrises that once graced the landscape. There was supposedly a natural eternally rose gold hue to the light that was, as rumor had it, quite lovely. But that was years ago, long before the
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- A Bootleg Christmas*Author Note: This is a prequel/Christmas Short Story to the story: The Invasion of Allegra which is in Kindle Vella* Watchtower XXIV, Deep Space 25 December, 2283 – 00.04 “Fahy!” Vansen whispers through the door that she had just barely cracked open. Yawning, Fahy rolls onto his side and looks at the light that is streaming in through the crack from the bright hallway outside of his cabin. Rubbing his eyes, he asks, “Yeah?” “Can we come in?” Vansen requests, “It’s just Boris, Fagan, and I.” Nodding slowly, Fahy thinks about what Vansen was asking. A few beats pass and
- A Father’s Blessing: An Inheritance of BloodOne Creve Coeur, Giselle “Dad, I’m here now,” Markus chokes as he tries his best to hold back the tears. Markus knew that he couldn’t keep the tears from flowing, however, the effort was as doomed as an ancient levies’ effort to keep back a rising tide. “Come closer, son,” Markus’s father, Grayson Killian, weakly beckons as he reaches outward with a shaky hand. Grayson’s hand waves around randomly as he blindly searches for Markus’s. At one point, Grayson Killian had been the most feared bounty hunter in Coalition space. His most famous quarries included a handful of rebel Fulcrum
- A Man Travels Light When He Has Nothing LeftOne Gage Homestead, Markham “I always knew that Tuesdays weren’t my day,” Howard Gage tells himself with a chuckle. Looking afar off, he slowly counts a few of the stars near the horizon. There was such an otherworldly majesty to those pinpricks of light that always made Howard feel small—but in a good way. Shaking his head, Howard leans against the flimsy rail on his worn-out porch. Years ago, the porch had been beautiful, and the rail held firm. That was back when his grandfather—the man who started the homestead—had built it. That was the only thing that Howard’s grandfather
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- Ellendawn: The City of LightsOne Ellendawn, Gad “To think that they used to say that we were the weird ones,” Aleph laughs as he and his brother look out to the city that they grew up in. Stretched out in front of them is the city of Ellendawn, a city better known as ‘the City of Lights.’ According to the stories, the town first got its name from the breathtaking sunrises that once graced the landscape. There was supposedly a natural eternally rose gold hue to the light that was, as rumor had it, quite lovely. But that was years ago, long before the
- Kissing GrassOne Unmapped Planet Coughing up what feels like a lung, Karl Sneddon heaves for all he is worth. Gasping for air, he momentarily wonders if this is truly how things were going to end for him. Seemingly despite all the odds, Karl finally catches his breath and he rolls onto his back. Above him, the night sky is awash with color. The stars’ white pinpricks on the navy background are only accentuated by the splashes of gold and red from the space-bound clouds of dust left by some abandoned mining operation years ago. Squinting, Karl can just make out the
- Smuggler’s Route*Author Note: This is a prequel/supplemental story that feeds into The Invasion of Allegra and the series The Battle for Allegra* Thessalonia, Allegra 22 June, 2284 “I’m telling you, Pete, this is a horrible idea,” Ransom Williams mutters forebodingly. Looking over at his first mate, Peter Petrova can’t help but chuckle. Ransom had always been far too cautious and doubting to make it as a smuggler on his own, which is why he and Peter partnered up a few years back. Ever since then, they had always been several steps ahead of any local, regional, or any other level of
- The Cambridge’s Final VoyageKinn System “She’s nearly ready to be scuttled, sir,” First Officer Reddy says with a salute. Looking out of the bridge’s forward viewing area, Captain Mali can’t help but sigh. Floating haplessly through space ahead of them is the Cambridge, an old frigate that had seen more action than most, but it hadn’t seen nearly enough to earn its salvation. The ship had fought alongside Mali and his ship, the Adelaide in the Corva Uprising. Now the ship was about to join the countless others that had been intentionally crashed into one of the planets in the Kinn system, where
- The New Falklands BreezeNew Falkland Islands, Islas de Ligera Santiago Pueblo wrinkles his nose trying to dissuade what his tired mind thinks is some unseen fly from landing. He continues doing so for several moments before he finally opens his eyes to see what is going on. As he does so, he realizes that a stray blade of grass had been picked up in the early morning breeze and had been fluttering in his face. Shaking his head, Santiago chuckles and he looks out over the ocean that is spread out before him like a vast holiday meal. It was all his for
- The PillarsThree Years Prior to The Battle for Allegra, San Sebastian Copper Mine, Raudona Akiratis “What are we looking at, Greer?” Francis Reedsburg asks one of his workmen who is currently chipping away at an odd protrusion in the stone face. Joseph Greer looks up and shrugs, “Looks like some sort of… tower. I don’t know, boss, it’s weird.” Chuckling, Reedsburg shakes his head, “It doesn’t look like much of a tower, old man.” The elderly man shrugs once more and he resumes his chipping away at the surface. Turning away from Greer, Reedsburg looks at the rest of his
- The World BeneathThe Black Forest, Allegra “Listen, Horton, I don’t have all day,” Hreve snaps as he scowls at his companion. Horton had been stammering through the same complaint for the past three minutes and wasn’t showing any sign of finishing. Horton huffs before he weakly says, “Well, I’m just saying that we shouldn’t wander all the way back here alone!” Hreve ignores Horton and he continues deeper into the cave system that they had claimed as their apocalypse bunker upon the news of the alien invasion. Hreve didn’t know if the claims of the alien invasion were true or not, but
- Voices from the PastTaking a deep breath, Larkspur Bei Kynaston stepped through the portal. A flash of momentary cold accompanied the bright light before she found herself in the past, back on Earth. She found herself in the middle of a half-full parking lot, a hot sun shining down from a deep blue sky. Due to the lack of screams, it was hoped no one had seen Lark appear out of thin air. Spinning in a slow circle, Lark took in her surroundings. A busy street with noisy cars next to the parking lot in front of her. A small strip mall filled