By David C. Daoust Sheriff Dunn felt like he missed a lot. Driving the boxy brown land-speeder back through the newly refurbished gates of Grady, and then to find the entirety of the town restored… Well, he’d felt the reconstruction was inevitable from day one, though still, somewhat disorienting to find it all in…
By David C. Daoust Its that little path of anger that had taken root in her mind, like a highway to just about every horrible thought she could imagine. Sadie Blue was sick of it. It was not always like this- it used to be her mind could wander- meander through whatever whimsical series…
By David C. Daoust It seemed the whole world was at the Starport. Considering how small the population of Twin Crown is, it was close to being true. Minus who? A stubborn minority that, unlike most First Wave, wanted nothing to do with Grady -smashed or no. And possibly those of Grady that were so…
By David C. Daoust Hugo’s roar was deafening, unlike anything he’d ever forced through his vocal cords. It had a steely piercing sound, like some massive movie monster climbing from the ocean to destroy some ancient city on some long lost world. The sky splitting roar got the attention of the group of men that…
By David C. Daoust “Who is it you think you are? Who is it you think you’re talking to? Do you think it’s ok to talk to anyone this way?” Sadie angrily asked in rapid succession, her finger poked hard into the young man’s chest, which forced him against the wall. The young man just…