Pale Blue Dot - volume 5 - The Pale Blue Dot 5.5
The hexagon at the pole of Cronus slowly rotated, majestic and vast, while violent, high-speed storms churned beneath it, silent yet overwhelmingly oppressive. It was as if a higher-dimensional being, beyond our comprehension, was executing a plan far...
Pale Blue Dot - volume 3 - Promise 3.4
Like an old friend, the White Horse drone passed overhead again, but this time I didn't greet it. On days when the weather is calm, the raptor drones are deployed. The waves of communication between them always make me uncomfortable, especially when...
The Storm Wolf: Tranquil waters - chapter 9 - Academy 9.2
Under detailed instructions, I arrived at the dormitory area and successfully located the room assigned to me. The sensor on the sliding door scanned my biometrics and, upon confirming my identity, parted to either side—I was fairly certain I didn't...
Pale Blue Dot - volume 6 - Curtain Up 6.6 - FIN
Narration Some call this place “Tel'aran'rhiod," or simply—“Dream." I can sense the presence of the other six, each employing different methods to continue their lurking behind the curtain, pulling the strings. Yet they remain arrogantly convinced...
Pale Blue Dot - volume 2 - Fly 2.4
The seemingly endless stone steps continued downward. I suspected I was now deeper than the seabed beneath the underground ocean. What would it feel like if gravity reversed as you passed through the center of the planet? But with Ceres' weak gravity,...
Pale Blue Dot - volume 6 - Curtain Up 6.5
Luther the mutt The long hallway stretched before me, the emperors of the past gazing down with mournful eyes, while the yellow-white lights flickered above. I really didn't get it—why use electric lights to mimic the unsteady glow of...
Pale Blue Dot - volume 3 - Promise 3.2
The sudden crack of breaking fibers shattered the silence, sending up a cloud of dust and sparks that pulled everyone out of the ancient tragedy from centuries past. "After the last big cat died on Ceres, the dragon carried these stories as...
Pale Blue Dot - volume 2 - Fly 2.3
I sat cross-legged in the center of the pure white room, trying once again to enter the Dreamwalking state. I always thought it was some kind of folklore until I learned during Navigator training that it was one of our lost skills. According to the...