Endings
There’s magic in the captain’s chair – the high back, the armrests, the gimballed weight – but the power is in the association, and that’s all but gone now…
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There’s magic in the captain’s chair – the high back, the armrests, the gimballed weight – but the power is in the association, and that’s all but gone now…
Hawkeye picked up the papers, examined it briefly, and sighed. Ripping the cap off a nightflare, he held the papers to the fizzing, sparking glow and dropped…
Elletra could stand it no more. She thought, and a dagger missed the Earl by less than an inch. Another was in her hand an instant later as she stormed across…
Her call was lost in the thunder of explosive charges. She twisted back to the first mate and hissed, “You want to let them go up against the Earl alone?”…
The Earl’s smile, if anything, had grown wider. Hawkeye shouldered his weapon, long barrel gleaming with golden lamplight. “I came to stop you tonight, father…
Hawkeye had stopped several paces behind her. She glanced back momentarily, and saw him lock eyes with the Earl. Something passed between them in that moment…
One hastily-improvised bandage later, Hawkeye picked up the weapon again. A set of thin crosshairs drifted over comparably innocent men until they rested upon…
Elletra gulped at the red that slowly spread down Hawkeye’s jacket. It merged perfectly with red edging; Elletra forced a deep breath and took a closer look…
The gun settled, ivory grips cold against his palms. An unfamiliar if perfectly balanced weight. At this range, despite a pain that turned the world into…
Elletra noticed with a start that Hawkeye was no longer carrying his beloved cavalry saber and Martese revolver. Instead, he was sporting a far more…
“It’s not that simple. He’s,” he hesitated, “gifted, you could say. I had some skill with many weapons; he was amazing with a sword.” They opened the doors…
“I’m fine.” I’ve never needed someone so badly. “Well, university is a very unstable time. Everything is changing, the future’s uncertain. I don’t feel it’s…
“Kurzweil One, go weapons hot. Destroy the shuttle.” “1984, we don’t have the -” “Do not question my orders. We cannot risk those rebels getting hold of noncon…
Finely honed senses prompt me to turn, but there’s nothing there. No threats. No allies. No brothers. Where once I had hundreds soldiers just like me, then…
The legions are shattered. The enemy approaches. The cities tremble in fear. In the final days of the Empire of a Thousand Rising Suns, the Imperial Palace…
As it had on a few other occasions in Hawkeye’s short life, time did him the favour of slowing down. He looked upon the silver longsword that was in the…
It was a different time. Happier, if one wished to be self-indulgent. A time of companionship, of easy talk and chatter. We would talk over lunch, over drinks…
Dieter smiled indulgently, as if he were merely sparring with his brother. “I must admit to a little disappointment in you, little brother. I had expected you…
She came to me, walking through a door into my study after an evening meal one night. I looked up, saw one of the maids, and on a chance second look noticed a…
I had never known with certainty, but had long suspected that there were other Gifted personages that shared this world with me. In part, that was why I had…