• Ouinhed Homeworld

    The original Ouinhead homeworld, if it exists at all, is probably a charred cinder of what it used to be. It it’s gravity was 120% of Earths, assuming their Cylinders we designed to be consistant with it. Pre-diaspora, it is suspected they were a single system Kardashev 1.5-ish civilization, given the sophistication required to construct… Continue reading

  • The State of Measures in Adjacent Space

    A huge amount of effort on Earth has been made towards standardizing measures. Most of this is not properly appreciated by those who use such systems- including ostracizing those who have failed to conform to the more widely accepted systems of measure. Every measure has a proper context and scope – as well as arbitrary… Continue reading

  • Shared attributes of the Ouinhed Cylinders

    It can’t be said that any particular model of space-faring vessel is common across the Milky Way. But there is a wave that is both fairly well recognized, and has been passing through the local region for thousands of years. It’s been suggested that such Ouinhed Cylinders, bearing a passing similarity to the proposed O’Neill… Continue reading

  • Commission: Cookie Cutter Mina. Probably just front view, Maybe flattened (somewhat) like https://tumblr.sudrien.net/post/697470687574654976 Several cookie cutters are embedded in her flesh – some tin, some beat up old tin, some plastic, some pressed in deeper than others. Are there signs (skin tears a la https://twitter.com/konyangeee/status/1583587672169512962 ) that there are previous, abandon attempts to cut) Is… Continue reading

  • Theatrical Victimizer

    The crowd stirred as the credits for the movie started to scroll by, some retrieving their mats from the trampled grass, some just rising and exiting the tent. No clapping, but a bit of shouting from a few kids out too late for a school night – of course, it was entirely possible they would… Continue reading

  • The Conditions of Parole

    “we gota date tomorrow, remember?” Rox’lomde, it was established, was the patron god of showers. Writings of the ancient past stated she had taken this title from one of the other Classical Gods, Strijerk. Roxy Lalonde, upon first hearing this lore, had cracked up over every single detail of it. It was suspicious that the… Continue reading

  • And the Rains Came

    There was a crack in the corner of the house. It’s length matched a forearm at this point, deep enough to show the mud bricks underneath. It wound it’s way up under one of the bedroom windows, a sorry sight from the road. Kshitij, a dutiful nephew in law, offered to patch it for months.… Continue reading

  • A Walk to Say Goodbye

    “And what do you expect me to do with it? Travel to town every morning just to get ‘Good Morning’ text?” The dirt road wasn’t the short one to the highway – the children would be taking that to get to the school bus in mere days. It was the long one, that wrapped through… Continue reading

  • Persuant of Full Disclosure

    It Was a time for Jake English like many other times In that he had problems, and also others had problems that seemed to dwarf his own. About a week ago, he had come across a cache of outfits that seemed very much intended for the four humans currently available on the ship. The outfits… Continue reading

  • Knives

    It was… would be… another quiet day in the house. The Dishes – the dish – from what was more properly described as “Lunch” was washed. Mina stared at the loom. She really. Really. did not feel like sitting in front of it today. The radio had been warning of “farmer protests” for – what… Continue reading