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The Solar King art 32
(Photo by Pixabay) The young mouse sat in the corner of the room, nibbling on the bread crust Chester had left out for it. It was skittish and initially bolted the instant it saw Chester. Over the last few days, however, as Chester continued to leave bits of food out in the same spot, it…
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The Solar King Part 31
(Photo by Pixabay) The night passed and after hours of dirty labor, searching for remains, the end of the shift arrived. They were far from complete with the task of finding all of the bodies, and once that was done they’d have to begin cleaning the mess up and repairing the damage done by the…
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The Solar King Part 30
(Photo by Olha Ruskykh) The day-night cycle in the lunar colony was artificial. With the majority of the colony underground it was uncommon for actual sunlight to be seen, not to mention that a true lunar day was almost three weeks long. As Chester made his way through the colony he found it odd that…
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The Solar King Part 29
(Photo by ZCH) With more people needing jobs than there were jobs to be given out, Chester found it surprising that they were all being put to work. He wondered if the job scarcity was really as bad as he thought it was, or if a special exception was being made for them. In either…
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The Solar King Part 28
(Photo by Pixabay) The lunar colony was everything Chester expected it to be. Unfortunately, his expectation was for it to be cramped, dirty, and overpopulated. Most of the first generation to resettle the moon were laborers, too poor to have much say in where they got shipped off to for work. Then, still too poor…
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The Solar King Part 27
(Photo by Torben Bühl) “Lunar port, this is Star Stream J-7-1-E on approach,” Lyon said over the comm. “We see you Star Stream, continue on your current course to landing bay 3-1-9,” came the reply. It was spoken fairly quickly and with the tone of someone used to giving out near identical instructions over and…
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The Solar King Part 26
(Photo by Pixabay) “I hate fighting,” Chester grumbled. He knew how to fight, of course. No one survived so many years of war without learning how, but that didn’t mean he was ever comfortable with it. “Well, you probably have the best aim out of us all,” Jezah said, pushing the rifle into Chester’s grasp.…
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The Solar King Part 25
(Photo by Pixabay) “Chester, wake up.” It was his mother’s voice. They’d survived another bombardment, it seemed. Besides his ears still ringing and a slight headache he felt fine. That was incredibly lucky. Usually he had at least a few cuts and bruises. All the same, he didn’t want to open his eyes. Sleep was…
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The Solar King Part 24
(Photo by Space X) Sleep was a terrible way to clear one’s mind. Chester hadn’t slept well the last few days and then not at all the night before. Why, upon waking up when the rapid transport reached the space port, did Chester’s mind clear enough for him to think properly about what he’d just…
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The Solar King Part 23
(Photo by SpaceX) Silence… No, not silence, stillness. Chester stared at H’lay and the Solar King, both of whom stood before him, blank expressions on their faces. Blank faces, and blank minds. There were no thoughts in either of their minds. “How are you feeling?” Chester asked them. No response. “Are you angry with me?”…
Bridge of Broken Glass
Stories from my mind that won't be quiet
