The Gift
2016/04/07

I had a little time to reflect, while my sister wheeled me through the rapidly narrowing hospital corridors on the squeaky wheelchair we borrowed from my father's room. Narrowing? Yup, the corridor was definitely getting narrower... and hazier. I bit down on the inside of my cheek, fighting to stay...

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And Then The Darkness Consumed Me
2016/04/01

Another day on the moon, another wasted work cycle. Lunar 1 was the first spaceport we built on the bright side of the moon, and it blossomed into a tightly stacked neon city, like a dusty attic that goes on for miles, with ten million people living in it. Air and water are tightly rationed, and wor...

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