They say most of your brain shuts down in cryosleep. Al but the primitive side... the animal side. No wonder I'm still awake.
Transporting me with civilians, sounded like 40, 40 plus. Heard an arab voice. Some hoodoo holy man, probably on his way to New Mecca, but what route?
What route?
Smelled a woman. Sweat, boots, tool belt leather. Prospector type, free settler. They only take the back roads. And something new. Raspberries and rum, days old clothes, and iron. Most likely blood. A traveller. A dangerous one, to the passengers.
And here's my real problem. Mr. Johns. Blue-eyed devil, planning on taking me back to slam. Only this time he picked a ghost lane. Long time between stops. Long time for something to go wrong.
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The Sun's Radiance
FanficVaentha Auri, a Solarian lashunta from the Pack Worlds system, is travelling on the Hunter-Gratzner when a small asteroid belt knocks them into a nearby dead planet. A very dead planet. Aside from the massive amounts of raptors just below the surfac...
