This is the first in what’s intended to be a series of posts on the futility of gun control in the United States. The reasons I’ll be exploring are largely technological, with a bit of social commentary thrown in. These … Continue reading
December 1, 1876 “Is this seat taken?” The denizens of the corner table in the Nuttal & Mann’s Saloon all raised their gazes from their cards to the newcomer. “You’d best run along,” the sole woman at the table said … Continue reading
Rake gripped his pistol firmly, telling himself, No, I’m not terrified. Just because there’s someone out there apparently willing to break the rules to get at me doesn’t mean I’m a dead man. Yet. “Come on, Earthstepper, I don’t have all day,” … Continue reading
The Sanshir clan gathered in Halyn’s quarters aboard the Cathleen a week and a half after the conclusion of the war on Iridonia. Kativie Lusp smiled as arms wrapped around her. She leaned back into her husband Hakk’s embrace, allowing … Continue reading
This was the conclusion of the siege of Iridonia; it was not the climax, which had arguably been the Cathleen’s razing of Rak’Edalin and the utter devastation of the Yuuzhan Vong army. The damaged, badly undercrewed Yuuzhan Vong fleet was … Continue reading
Dawn rose on an Iridonia scarred by war. The Cathleen’s turbolasers had fired nonstop for about six hours during the night. The glow of fires and the brilliant flashes of the weapons themselves had lit up the city in the … Continue reading
That, Kativie decided, was too close. The Jedi slowly, painfully picked her way out of the rubble of the New Horizon Designs tower. That was also not one of Halyn’s better plans. She checked her belt, found her lightsaber clipped … Continue reading
The next person to enter was not whom Halyn expected. The Zabrak was nineteen years old, not particularly handsome but not unattractive, though his dark jato and brilliant green eyes were striking. His expression was unhappy, and he wore a … Continue reading
“Sir, the Yuuzhan Vong have made landfall,” Kryi said tersely. “No transports are left airborne. Our squadrons are strafing targets on the ground now, with limited success.” Halyn grimaced. With the Vong on the ground, they can concentrate their voids … Continue reading
The bridge of the Cathleen wasn’t really a bridge anymore. Most of the flat panel displays had been shattered by the crash. Chairs, built into the floor plating, had been similarly damaged and now were scattered around the area. Whole panels of … Continue reading