Chapter 4
"speaking of the play - hello cinderella! that song of yours was wicked, and that banjo! did you make it up yourself?" "ukulele." she corrected. "and no, i can play to a degree but i can't craft them myself. bought it years ago." "i meant the song."
Frank Star's Deepest Desires:
I asked and refraining from saying cinderella after seeing that they are having the same conclusion... just now. "who said that?"
The Taste Of Grass
**__** **One: The Exponential Land** **T** he ship once had been white, with a merry red stripe along it; but that was long ago, and now...
Hustling Through the Dark - the full novel
cinderella's her autopilot ai, by the way. and here's the main airlock and entrance. it's also got the mountings, cradles, and other fittings to push against any cargo that doesn't fit inside.