The Indigo Protocol

“Those are grave words, councillor,” Chilake eventually said, playing the game, “but these are grave times, and we must consider everything open to us. The Indigo Protocol is there for a reason. It is a nuclear option, but we all know the threat Kayla McGann can unleash on the galaxy. She is not just one woman, she... Continue Reading →

Mother’s Worry

Many light years away, a worried mother woke from a nightmare. She stared into the darkness, calming her thoughts, hoping it was only a dream. Under the covers, she sought comfort from her partner’s warmth, reassuringly pushing her leg against his. He stirred but did not wake. It would be okay, this mother told herself,... Continue Reading →

Politics stinks

It was a short-lived moment of joy. He longed to return to his doze, escaping to that better place - the calm, soothing dreamscape - but already stress upon stress was beginning to layer into his thoughts. He sat atop a wobbling pyramid, a chaotic political hierarchy covering the expanse of the explored galaxy.  It all panned... Continue Reading →

On the Brink…

Every career, she supposed, had ups and downs. Whatever profession someone fell into, no doubt all experienced periods when they wished their path different. The councillor was still young enough for a change in direction, barely half-way through her working life. Sometimes, though, paths become too well trodden, the direction too clearly set. Traversing the park, she... Continue Reading →

They live within…

It is 3am. There is lots going on in the head, despite the tiredness. It is far too warm, despite the windows being open. And the birds are tweeting outside, despite it being middle of the night. Why do they do that?? Mild insomnia takes my mind back to the summer of 2016, lounging around... Continue Reading →

Into the Light…

The world swam. One moment, she was awake, with snippets of voices speaking foreign tongues and lights so bright that they burnt through closed eyelids. The next, she was floating away again, back to a grey place full of tormented dreams. She knew time was passing, but not how much. The grey times were longer and... Continue Reading →

The Ballad of Kayla McGann

These would have been so helpful when I could barely stand,when you forced me to walk with my insides screaming.Screaming from the work you did down there……the butchery, with no anesthetic, your idea of ‘fixing me up’.Maybe you would like me to feed you some of these now ..?… help you through what is to... Continue Reading →

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