Izel and the Captain – scene
The hold of the Requiem was Dusanâs sanctuary of order and decay. Here, the chaos of the biomass was harnessed, the jagged shards of corrupted Spectrocite humming with a malevolent,…
đˇď¸ Sex
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,…
Sarka/Mar’i Celebration
The deal was done. The signed contract, promising them a ship worthy of their ambitions, lay on the table between them. The air in their cramped rented room crackled with…
The Challenge
The port of Cinder-Fell was a miserable place. The air was thick with the sulfurous ash of the dormant volcano it was built upon, and for the past three days,…
Sarka and Mar’i Exploration
The airshipâs galley was a cramped, steaming sanctuary, a pocket of warmth against the high-altitude chill that seeped through the hull. Sarka stood at the small stove, her movements economical…
Izel and the Captain – Bedroom
The door to his private chambers slid open with a pneumatic hiss, the sound grating on Dusanâs already frayed nerves. The bridge had been a symphony of minor crisesâa failing…
Lena at the Hidden Blosom
The Hidden Blossom was a warm, humming cocoon of sound and light, but Lena felt like a stone at the bottom of a fast-moving river. The crewâs laughter and easy…
Lena post chase
The Angelâs Breath sighed as she leveled out, the high-pitched whine of her engines settling into a low, contented hum. They had escaped. Below, the world was a breathtaking panorama…
Cult Initiation
The air in the inner sanctum was thick, heavy, and sweet. It smelled of damp earth, cloying incense, and something else⌠something metallic and organic, like blood and honey. The…
Mar’i and the Dock Hand
Chapter 1 â The Lady Bucket and the Mail Boat The island of Kirâi always seemed to hum when the mail boat came in.From the volcanic ridges that rose like…