The Film Maker and the Sceptre, by Robby Charters

Sir Gossabel mounted his steed, then beheld his opponent from across the field. What was going through the mind of that wretch, he could only guess. And what did Princess Gertrude see in him? He didn't want to think. This duel would settle the matter. At the signal, the opponents goaded their horses, and they … Continue reading The Film Maker and the Sceptre, by Robby Charters →

‘Mission Fail’ by Michael Meyerhofer

“So, Doc, how many do you think died today?" Fram asked. "A million? Ten million?” We were sitting in the mess mall of the Scaled Angel, the only two in a room built for ten astronauts of various shapes and sizes. Fram was picking his teeth with a sliver of charred mammal bone. It made … Continue reading ‘Mission Fail’ by Michael Meyerhofer →