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Omens of the Past and Future

The dank, industrial level of the Federal Intelligence Office Assembly plant on Bereye IV groaned to halt as night on the station set in. It was a station in the heart of Gallentean space, but taken well for granted as it stood in the shadow of Oursulaert, the trade hub of Essence. Everyshore was something [...]

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For the Love of Many

“You will fire without hesitation. Is that understood, Captain?” “But, sir…” “What is it, Henin?” “…Nothing, sir. For – for the State…” *** Luminaire VI, Gallente Prime “WHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR……” A siren broke the mountain solitude, forcing the tall man to freeze in his tracks and secure his fluttering cloak from flying away. His training kicked in immediately, and the broad-shouldered man calmly scanned [...]

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The Tales of Digital Anvil

Preface In the solitude of space, in the tranquility of that magnificent view- the human mind begins to wander. The silence of the Cosmos, its remarkable patience shapes all those who dare to peel themselves off their rock in search for a new life… a better life. A podpilot, one thousands, turns away from the view [...]

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Past Enemies

The Caldarian pilot reexperienced the fleeting moment of feeling old again. A few days ago, while being taught another skill through his pod’s machine-man interface, Aura chirped in with a congratulations of being two years old. The pilot was taken aback - has he been plugged in for that long? Except for the short bursts [...]

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Tombstones

The sharp wind whistled through the graveyard as the aging man led his grandson to a particular tombstone. “‘Here lies Kibadan Huorola.’ How did he die, granddad?” asked the young boy as he hopped from foot to foot. It almost made me laugh out loud to see it, he could never keep still. I reckon he [...]

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It is better than a damn factory job!

Her husband’s words repeated itself over and over in her head. She argued that accepting work for the Guristas was wrong; but her husband refused to listen. At first, the accommodations seemed pleasant enough: food on the table, their own housing within the complex, and small comforts of life. But then the darker side of [...]

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