Chapter 4: “A Closed Delivery”

Descent to the Surface

Desert moons always smelled like rust and regret. CL-9C, if the nav log was right, hadn’t seen rainfall in thirty years. Maybe longer. The air shimmered with heat rising off the cracked concrete surface, the dust swirling like a heat haze, a gritty, almost suffocating blanket that clung to everything. The rhythmic thump of the Indira’s engines, a steady pulse against the desolate silence of the moon, vibrated through the floorplates, a constant, almost physical reminder of our precarious existence.

Chapter 6

Willow was still sitting at the kitchen table when her parents arrived home. She was swept up in hugs and kisses from both of them.

“Fantastic show, darling. It was a real treat. I saw the Bishop with the Russell’s and the Head, and they all had big smiles. The comments that I heard from others was all positive. A lot were shocked but excited by the last song. Did everything go all right with you? What did Gina think of her outfit?”

Jesus Calls Us O'er The Tumult
By
Rebecca Anna Coleman
A Daisy Isabella Potter Special
Chapter One of Three

I was christened James Alexander Bell one cold, frosty morning in February in the historical Episcopal Church of St. Katherine's. Thirteen years later I was confirmed in the same church. Now, I go by the name of Daisy Isabella Potter. Sometimes after turning thirteen I started to think God might have made a mistake that I should have been born a girl instead of a boy.

Historical Changes

Later in high school, I had a chance to choose a 20th-century subject for a paper for history class, and I chose to research and write about the impact of the Change on the clothing industry. This was a way I could incorporate studying the Change in my schooling while maintaining long-term focus on making the ether device. Some of it was predictable given what changed, but it was interesting nonetheless. I’ve included a version of it here, just slightly edited for an Earth audience.

The Recoverer (5).
by
Angharad.
I had been asked to do a talk to a woman's club about my job. I hadn't agreed because I wasn't sure that I had enough anecdotes to keep them entertained. When I'd asked the organiser why she wanted me, she said," Well, we like to see women running their own businesses successfully and I'm told you are successful."

"I'm doing okay, I suppose, but much of my work is boring research or long hours of watching people we suspect. It's like watching paint dry."

The Bit Bucket

A Transgender Paranormal Romantasy

From the Paranormal Visitor Universe

Chapter 2: The Bit Bucket Discovery

By Sasha Zarya Nexus

Who is Gwen, the ghost, that Fred in The Bit Bucket can't place her, as he ponders this detour from his destination?

Copyright 2025 by Sasha Zarya Nexus.
All Rights Reserved.

Chapter 31: Study Date

Chapter 4

After seeing the Head, they went to their first lessons. The day was as normal as it could be, with a lot of the students looking at them and giving them shy waves. Lunch was, once again, like a party, with Zara and the Gees coming to have a chat. They were looking forward to seeing the theatre on Thursday evening and finally playing to paying customers.

Being Samantha Masters

an homage-sequel to Being Christina Chase

The Immune System of Patriarchy

Finley was waiting outside the building when Sammy arrived for Biology.  They pushed themself off the wall to amble over to him.  Sammy couldn’t help but smile, and lifted his chin just slightly, hoping for a kiss.