Written in 365 Parts: 191: Worm-Hole-Breach
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The drilling had lasted considerably longer than ten hours. The compacted rock was loosely crushed together on the surface but after a few metres it became much denser. Drick had…
Writing
Written in 365 Parts: 190: Asteroid Shell
Marsh stood on the surface of the asteroid and patiently waited as Drick slowly assembled a large tripod. The surface of the asteroid was made up from a thick layer…
Shit You Just Made Up
Foreword My mother passed away on the 2nd May 2021. She had been ill for a long time. Her diabetes and failing organs was taking its toll on her, but…
The Balance of Love
Kathryn Keating: A Eulogy: The Balance of Love I have to say before I start. When I wrote this, I wondered for a moment what Kathryn would want to say.…
Written in 365 Parts: 189: How Are We Going To Get In?
The huge lump of rock wasn’t an asteroid, it was a ship. Marsh marvelled at the sheer absurdity of that fact. Perhaps at some stage in the past there had…
Written in 365 Parts: 188: A Huge Lump of Rock
The stealthed ship that they had been tracking had taken a slow route to its final destination. It moved in an elongated arc to intercept the rock that allowed it…
Written in 365 Parts: 187: Out of Contract
“Alison Kendrick, huh.†Marsh smiled at Drick, “I See where you get the Drick from. And it is less obvious to abuse a nickname like Drick than say a nickname…
2/n
Grief is an odd thing. (Honestly I would laugh at such a trite opening sentence but I wrote it.) I mean it is horrid, and it is cruel, and it…
Written in 365 Parts: 181: Generation Ship
Drick stared at Marsh for a moment before answering. “I can’t be precise. I would imagine it is a courier of some kind. I thought it might be someone from…
Written in 365 Parts: 180: What Else Do You Know
Marsh unclipped the harness that was securing him to a chair and slowly stood up. The ship was still accelerating away from the surface but they had reached an altitude…