Written in 365 Parts: 121: Slow Drift
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The asteroid that carried the eight stealth vessels had burnt up in the plante’s Mesosphere. The final remnants had shredded the sky with violent fire at a height of fifty-three…
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Written in 365 Parts: 120: I Wasn't So Cold or Dead Inside
“What went wrong?†“People died. I just wanted you out, wanted you to be the last. Or at least the last that I was responsible for.†“I am not sure…
Written in 365 Parts: 119: Servitude
The woman stood as Marsh walked through the door and into the room. Drick had told Marsh that she was identifying as female and was happy with female pronouns. “Hi, 
Written in 365 Parts: 118: Flight Time
There was a slight beeping just at the edge of hearing, soft but persistent, it echoed throughout the whole of the mind so that it felt as if every synapse…
Written in 365 Parts: 117: Incandescent Rage
The asteroid was approaching the planet’s atmosphere. Its course suggested that it was likely a rogue from the small belt between the orbit of the fifth and sixth planets of…
Written in 365 Parts: 116: Tailing the Quarry
The visitor to the survival tent was both cautious and careful. They had led the drones on a merry dance across almost the whole length of the continent. The vehicle…
Written in 365 Parts: 115: Psychological Reaction
“So easy questions then,†Drick opened a small drawer and grabbed a polymer jumpsuit pulling it from its sealed pouch. Drick flicked the colour to a neutral grey and detached…
Written in 365 Parts: 114: Rude Awakening
The cannister was almost empty, but the precious oxygen was almost in reach… The lights came on automatically. The proximity alert sounded for a person approaching the door and Drick…
Written in 365 Parts: 113: Desiccated Popsicle
Drick tumbled lazily in a slightly off motion which meant they were not only spinning on the axis of their upright body but along the axis of their arms. The…
Written in 365 Parts: 112: Trajectories
112: Trajectories When free floating in a vacuum there are few things that are as disconcerting as the vessel from which you had just been ejected moving away from you.…