By David C. Daoust To stand outside of a City Station was to stand amongst the stars. Artificial gravity would hold you to the walks and bridges. Ethereal force fields and artificial atmosphere would insure you could take a breath. It was to stand inside a city, towering buildings all around, each reaching for the…
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So, I think, what has always been clear in my mind, that maybe I failed to represent in ‘aWLoN!’ is that there really isn’t a two party system in the Onion. (Not including the Democratic Assembly, as the two, original, ‘plans’ certainly split them into parties, though that all fell apart when one side chose…
By David C. Daoust Charles Haul Senior, aka Grandpa Haul, was raised in what was known as the ‘Time of Dispersion’. The City-Stations had been separated from the Ark Ships, each orbiting its own sector of the Solar System. The Ark Ships had already built the star ports throughout the entire Onion, and set into…