Slugs Can Cook

The long shadows disappeared as night began to fall. Usually arid and dusty, the cooling breeze was welcome to the small group. As they sat around the campfire, they each took turns telling tales of wild creatures, sand storms, and the blazing suns against their skin between mouthfuls of wild meat, some kind of hard protein wafer, and plenty of Vasarian brandy.

Homecoming

The suns were blazing as the transport lurched to a stop.

She gathered her jacket and backpack and moved in line behind the others to exit the shuttle. She didn’t like the smells emanating from some of the creatures aboard.

Relics of Corbantis