Tag: space

1: Space

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This entry is part 1 of 9 in the series Flash Fiction February

Crisp air fills my nostrils and I open my eyes to whiteness. Temporarily blinded by the sun overhead, I rub the dust and grime from my eyes, feel the dryness in my nose and on my lips as I look around to gather my bearings. The flat, parched desert expands all around me, broken up… Continue reading 1: Space

will the final cylon please stand the frak up?

so, long time, no post.  don’t care, this isn’t a substantial post, i just wanted to get something off my chest.  ready?  okay, here goes: if i see another stupid “who is the final cylon” quiz, article or anything, i am going to ftl the frak out of here.  it’s getting tired. plus, everyone knows… Continue reading will the final cylon please stand the frak up?