Ariadne: The Complete Collection
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The Ariadne, a cutting edge space station on the edge of the universe. Being on the edge of the universe has its risks, and all of the crew know that. When an alien menace peers over the horizon, what can humanity do to fight back? This deep into space, its true that nobody can hear you scream.
This is the compendium of all of the Ariadne space station short stories that I made a few years ago, thanks for checking it out!
*Author's note: I am aware that this story isn't a great work, nor is it my best. The only reason I'm posting the parts before "Ariadne: The Final Stand" is because they are necessary exposition. Thanks for reading this all anyways and feel free to leave criticism or comments.*
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