Bernard was one of those shoppers who spends more time than money. A friendly chap who liked to talk, had a treasury of stories which were not all pointless: he was pleasant enough on a slow day but at other times kept work from being done. The keeper of the dark, dim antiqueContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Sending It Back”
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DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER 12
Sheriff Parimat and her Chief Deputy were the last of the playmates released from the Panoply when His Imperial Worship’s pigherds decided the Imperial pets were ready for a new assortment of friends. They stepped slowly, stiffly, through a darkened cargo bay from which all the ornaments had now been removed. The Sheriff stoopedContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER 12”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER 11
“I think it was a harmless joke!” Nubry exclaimed again. “Do I? Yes, I do!” Bott said nothing, watching the ship’s defenses vaporizing bits of petals and stems as they neared the ship, AND wondering whether anyone but the Sacotans of Etmaal III were the only ones who ever got so angry asContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER 11”
FICTION FRIDAY: A Smell of Leaves
Mike straightened his back with only minor effort, and stretched. That was a respectable pile of leaves, and the weather was perfect for raking: cool with a light breeze not quite strong enough to go through the cloth jacket he was thinking of taking off if Carol wasn’t watching him through the kitchen window. Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: A Smell of Leaves”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER 9
A Sheriff’s snip must contain a large number of well-trained troopers. Anything might come up which required their attention: the suppression of a revolt, the arrest of a governor-general (which might require defeating an entire planet’s military force), that sort of thing. The troopers aboard the Rhododendron were the best Sheriff Parimat had foundContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER 9”
FICTION FRIDAY: Neatness Counts
Ridiculous! He stepped away from the tumble of garlic. He might have moved on, crushing the cloves underfoot, to symbolize what he would do to the idiots who concocted such a trap, but reflected that if they were setting traps in the corridor, they might have forgotten the old passage behind the tapestry ofContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Neatness Counts”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER 7
The flange was tricky; it hadn’t been attended to in some time. Nubry had to shake the whole assembly to break off bits of corrosion while Bott eased out the faulty flange, trying not to let any bits of it fall into vital parts of the machinery. At least, he thought, she was pilotContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER 7”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER v
“Thousands of people!” she exclaimed. “Their thoughts and trophies! Oh no, they weren’t friends of yours, maybe; they wouldn’t agree with your every single word!” “But….” Bott said again. “But they had feet, too! And you can’t burn their memories and dreams into nothing just because they aren’t what you like best!”Continue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER v”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER IV
The slime devil towered over the slim diminutive woman; its roar shivered the metal plates in the walls of the room. She looked up into huge red eyes, showing no fear. Then she dippedher spoon not the shimmering gelatin dessert. The Denebian did not fill her with terror, and she had been brought upContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER IV”
FICTION FRIDAY: Reassessment
“What happened?” asked Barbara, looking around the off-white chamber. The tall person in the white robe smiled. “We get a lot of that. You turned left on the corner of State and Delaware just as a driver lost control of his SUV. You were caught between the grille and the window washer’s scaffold.” Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Reassessment”
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