Convergence Chapter 08: Prometheus Rises
Cape Canaveral – Late 2046 The crowd gathered at Cape Canaveral had come expecting thunder. They stood shoulder to shoulder […]
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Chapter 6: Eat, and You Shall Never Be Clean
The morning sun filtered weakly through the trees, casting pale gold into the hollow. The air was cool, still damp
Convergence Chapter 7: The First Light
The Situation Room, The White House – Washington D.C. – Late 2046 The situation room thrummed with a quiet, electric
Convergence Chapter 6: God of War
The walls of the NASA Jet Propulsion Laboratory’s main conference room were lined with mission badges, planetary maps, and models
A Pact With Fangs, Greyloch
Chapter 5: In the Owl’s Debt
Shade moved ahead of the others with the silent, practiced ease of someone who’d spent most of his adult life
A Pact With Fangs, Greyloch
Chapter 4: What the Grave Could Not Stomach
A blur of red and black sliced past Serathis as he twisted away. He struck with his tail, catching the
Convergence Chapter 5: The American Response
Cape Canaveral, 2045 The harbor was quiet in the early morning light, its usual buzz softened to a gentle hum.
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Chapter 3: Shadows Over Timberflow
Rain clung to everything. It beaded on the rough-hewn palisade, slicked the roots underfoot, and turned the trail along Timberflow’s
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Chapter 2: Dreams of Hunger and Stone
The eastern grasslands sparkled with a golden hue. Down in the riverbed, the Silverstream hissed quietly as it brushed against
A Pact With Fangs, Greyloch
Chapter 1: Baptism of Venom
Late afternoon on a warm fall day, the last traces of summer hang in the air. Streaks of golden light