“Whitehall. There we can sit out the jetstream and catch a ship north. From there I go back home. You guys can follow but that is up to you.”

“And what in this clearly gods-forsaken land is a jetstream?”

Caleb looked at Burn hard for two reasons. First, having lived all his life on the floating islands…[Read more]

Caleb looked at the bar just in time to see a draker turn someone into a pancake against a wall.

“Actually, Snake-Punk has a good point. Let’s do that first.”

“Um, the bartender wants some compensation for the fight you started Nathair.”…[Read more]

Direct and polite. Strange considering Burn. But people were strange at times, Caleb shrugged.

“Can we focus on the holes in reality and getting back to where we belong?”

Nathair turned and looked at Caleb.

“Ah, good to see you! I knew you would make it eventually.”

Go jump off th…[Read more]

“Suit yourself.”

Slipping over to the general store, he went over his list. First he needed to find a way home. Simple enough. A tall woman was at the counter reading a catalog.

“Excuse me ma’am.”

She looked up at him.

“Could you tell me if any ships are heading to Koral?”

She smiled…[Read more]

its worth watching for this.

Caleb quickly looked at his drink. He had stepped in it now. Burn took a sip.

“Hey Ax-Punk. Did we land in your reality this time?”

“Pardon?”

Caleb didn’t quit…[Read more]

Burn took a sip of the whiskey.

“Hey, is anyone keeping tabs on Metal-Punk? He’s skulking in a corner like he thinks I can’t hear that non-stop clanking. If we’re gonna do revenge, I bet a hitter would be useful.”

“Revenge? Revenge on…”

The loud whine of aircraft engines filled the saloon of the trading p…[Read more]

Caleb wanted to be alone for a bit.

“You got any money?” said the bartender.

“Of course.”

Did he even have money? For his answer, the man put a small coin down. The bartender dutifully poured a glass.

“Pay up.”

“Gladly.”

More coins appeared and the man took the glass to another tabl…[Read more]

“Hello!!” He yelled.

The echoing reverberated off the walls. Caleb smiled. He always wanted to do that. A pale light…[Read more]

Drip.

Caleb listened to the rhythmic water. It helped calm him. What he had done before was stupid and cowardly. He should help others who were in the same trouble as him. He couldn’t cower at every issue he encountered. But what could he do now.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

Water. Caleb still had his canteen. He had his axe and revolver. He had…[Read more]

“Where are the others? Where are t…[Read more]

Caleb was remembered his manners. He saluted similar to tipping a hat with a short bow.

“My name is Caleb Leckie, good sir. I hail from Lestram, a shire of Koral. How I got here exactly escapes my mind. I would like to return home if any of you happen to kno…[Read more]

Wood chips and flies.

Clack.

Sweat trickles down the nose.

Clack.

Hands are numb from hundreds of strokes.

Clack.

The remaining wood breaks and the limb falls. Caleb paused to catch his breath. The tree was almost delimbed now. Just a few more to go. Then he had to clean five more. Alex would collect the limbs for their fire.…[Read more]

Caleb Leckie

age: 19

occupation: land development

personality: cheerful, dedicated, laconic.

Description: 5’11, short brown hair, stubble of a beard, decent build, redneck suntan, jeans and untucked shirt.

Klein slowly rounded the exit of the tunnel. The room beyond opened up exponentially. A stairwell, seemingly carved out of the wall led to the floor. Columns that made sequoia trees small rose up to a ceiling…[Read more]

Klein leaned back. Quite a lot had happened. Qatar wasn’t dead. The melee that the “lord castle” has wanted seemed to be unofficially over. Liorah was back though she seemed different. She promptly began an argument with Lorcan. Someone else appeared as…[Read more]

“You said you’re biologically enhanced, so I had to ask.  You’re not involved with Project Goldenseal, are you?”

Klein remembered when he had finished the enhancements. The brass had warned him that rival nations could be developing their own super soldier projects. This however was the first one he had h…[Read more]

Klein raised his eyebrows. This was a new trick this place was trying. But Klein was curious. Given the situation, capable fighters were needed. Assassins were quick and accurate. For now what they…[Read more]

Klein snapped awake. Gripping his rifle, he jerked his head around. Niarok was near yet another newcomer. He was bleeding bad from a slash in his leg. Nearby was a six legged camel? Its apparent handler was calming it. Everyone else wasn’t acting like something was too dreadfully wrong. Sitting up, Klein rubbed the back of his…[Read more]

“I’m Niarok, what did you find?”

Klein nodded at the notep…[Read more]

His own endurance had been improved by harsh training. He still…[Read more]

To his left, there was movement. Snapping…[Read more]

A dozen wargs give or take in the…[Read more]

First. Transubstantiation is VERY REAL. Jesus himself says in Luke 22 verse 19-20 “And He took bread, and when He had given thanks broke it and gave it to them, saying, ‘This is my body which is given for you. Do this in remembrance of me.’ And likewise the chalice after…[Read more]

The aliens used wormholes ships to move their fleets. Their biological appearance was practically identical to Earth’s population. The big difference was a…[Read more]

The grid pattern worried him. It was too different from everything he had seen to be good. The squares were about two foot by two foot. Striking…[Read more]

It wasn’t much of a fall, barely a story to the next floor. Light flashed on as they hit the…[Read more]

Then a man appeared. He looked like the classic image of an RPG rouge.

“And who are you?” Asked Liorah.

“Is this a joke human? I thi…[Read more]

But he was free. Back in his armor. Leaping back from the board, K…[Read more]

What a strange question. Then it hit Klein. She couldn’t see the cards. Blindness was something he had not seen in a person. Surgeries and other procedures to fix the eyes were very good now. The idea that someone wouldn’t try to repair their body never occurred to Kle…[Read more]

If the material deteriorates similar to uranium, the gravity will weaken slowly. The people on the vessel may not notice the weakening until something or someone jumps a little higher or flies a little farther than normal. Water or other liquids might be an indicator. Liquids tend to turn into spheres in zero g.

Since space is a…[Read more]

Well the idea of using a superheavy material to create artificial gravity is a new one for me. However, there are some inherent problems for space flight. Because of the weight of this material, very high power engines would be needed for forward movement. This in turn would probably mean having to store equally large amounts of…[Read more]

“Do you know what to do, Zanar?”

It was the girl. She was beginning to panic. The boy paused, surveying the trap that Klein was in.

“Nope.”

“Oh.”

“Did I forget to mention that you are being timed? If you lose the game or if you fail to finish in the appointed time limit, there will be, shall we say, conse…[Read more]