FICTION FRIDAY: Before the Ink Was Dry

     “That’s all you need, then?”      The translator took its usual two-heartbeat delay in showing the reply.  “Yes, Your Magnificence.  With your digital signature, we can proceed immediately.”      Yellowe nodded, and typed in a question he’d had answered before but wanted to read again.  “And my people won’t know it’s happening?”      AnotherContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Before the Ink Was Dry”