Poem: Flameout
It all goes quiet That's when you know It's happening again The nose pitches forward, So you haul back on the stick For a moment a response But it's gone all too quick Your heart, like your head, Knows what's below Knows what is...
Wet Cement: Chapter 13
The sun made Rika squint as she stepped into the unit's parking lot, despite being low in the sky. [Thank god,] Gamun said, the door to airframes banging shut behind them. "You said it," Rika said. "I was starting to worry about what we would do...
Wet Cement, Ch. 15: Lines Blurred
They had been put on alert the evening Flick announced the koaku assault had been squashed, and continued their 12-on, 12-off schedule for the next two days (FLI-682 did not) until someone finally set some big brass straight and they were told to...