Mari and Kieran – scene
The âfresher on the Angelâs Breath was a closet with a drain, a utilitarian space of chrome and worn seals. Steam, thick and fragrant with the scent of shipâs soap,…
The âfresher on the Angelâs Breath was a closet with a drain, a utilitarian space of chrome and worn seals. Steam, thick and fragrant with the scent of shipâs soap,…
Alarms screamed. Not the polite, gentle chime of a proximity warning, but the gut-wrenching, full-throated shriek of an imminent impact klaxon. Red light flooded the bridge of the Angelâs Breath,…
“That’s a lot of blood.” Kieran winced as she woke up to the sight of the large pool of blood surrounding her.She lay on her back, her eyes tracing the…