Ice Hangar

This short story won 1st prize on TheNextBigWriter → Locked Door Contest The ephemeris data seemed healthy enough. The storm, on the other hand, ripping across space from the comet’s horizon, appeared hazardous. Transiting through the comet’s coma the shuttle vibrated slightly. Carl Reagle knew the outgassing from the bright-side lacked enough violence to cause … Continue reading Ice Hangar

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